Лучше нам на дно залечь Все цветы найти и сжечь Больше не сойдёт с лица Эта чёрная пыльца What sharpens from within Unroll and look This is what you were looking for Your great potential
Smooth black ammonite Covered with a film of rainbow A bud is blooming Fits in the palm of your hand
It's better for us to lie low Find and burn all the flowers It won't disappear from your face anymore This black pollen