Любила безделушки, Платья и игрушки. Всё то, что наблюдала, Когда людей видала. Русалочка не крала, А просто добывала. Вещицы собирала С утопших кораблей.

А я из чувств налью себе вина, В нём запах вишен – кровавое блаженство, Оно губам, как трещинка стекла, Как сок любви добавит совершенства…

Reptiles are like this: Fat, thin, tiny and big, They come in many colors. Shy and cheeky, Cowardly and brave, Active and sleepy, On land and in water.

Says the snake to the crocodile: "You are so big and strong, Why are you crying then? Maybe you're in trouble? The crocodile replies to the snake: And I am confused about you: Why do you hiss all the time, As if you were not a snake, but a silent mouse?

Would you like me to tell you a story? About you and me and a miracle, a miracle in reality.

I wander in dreams along the wrinkles of the universe, I hear the moans of the Earth from the cosmic peaks, I see people in a grain of sand of the most ancient temple, That became an ark - so the Master decided...

When a blizzard blows inside, When the soul creaks with sad themes, When sunshine and warmth make thoughts fly like two wings, When a bee of hurtful words glides along the bare wires, To hold the steering wheel of the soul, My friend and healer - Pencil, write!

I don't like the perfect skin tone, under a layer of powder the hidden soul, and the indifferent, detached gaze, under the mask of sexuality emptiness and coldness.

"Are we alone in the universe?" - The "monkeys" asked: "Didn't a panda live on Mars, Didn't an albatross fly there? Or maybe there is a planet of dreams in the constellation Virgo, And there live there "snail-bears", And the cleverest "wolf-elephant".

The sweet stomp of children's footsteps, The bitter taste of autumn fruits Loved silently, without prim words, Red diamonds, sapphires, flowers, Loved innocently, without fillers of lies, In return only wanted a piece of love ...

Here in the rhythms of the plot is an old passageway - From sweet flattery a Thai massage, From bitter truth a mental collapse, From evil and good a thermonuclear schnapps. Please don't read such a crazy story, Here is the stench of betrayal and passion ecstasy, Love's torment recklessness and delirium, Sad smiles unreal bouquet.

I've got a box, I've got a key and a lock, A beautiful box, but who lives in it?