To V.P.
The truth before the last
turned out everlasting.
I’ve gone into the past,
just to go right past it.
Each blow I take is crushing,
I’m bursting at the seams.
You, at least, had Russia
once. Mine was but a dream.
The truth before the last
turned out everlasting.
I’ve gone into the past,
just to go right past it.
Each blow I take is crushing,
I’m bursting at the seams.
You, at least, had Russia
once. Mine was but a dream.