O King of the Mongols ..
O inheritor of boots for your grandfather and Alcirbej Ortgol
O see us all Horses ..
no difference from the windows of palaces
between people and horses ..
O King of the Mongols ..
O angry Zilna ..
O Oehl fearful of open fields ..
want to say:
By Ciafkm pleased to kill me ..
before false witnesses to come ..
want to say two words to my wife
months pregnant ..
and all my friends ..
and the peoples of the oppressed .. I want
I say that I am a poet
I carry in my throat bird
refuse to sell it ..
and you're my throat
want to confiscate the bird ..
O King of the Mongols ..
compelling armies, O, O Trundled headers ..
O entranced seas ..
O O Aajn iron fragmented rocks
my children eat
O rapist virgins
O predator perfume
and Aajabi ... And Aajabi
thou, and the police, the army
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