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Sound translation of 'April 64'
you say that there are many dead soldiers here
and take her to a runway
a wise old woman comes from the sea
to cook until the bones melt, two hours before the end,
throw the gills, grind and freeze
constantly eating anything, swallowing and throwing up
crashing on the streets
bleary with yearning, lusting for the next site
hurry up, time is running out
children are being abducted on urban junctions
entering into courtyards of Odessa
you sing very well
swans, black lake
wait under the bridge
covered with a bed sheet, you come back here in order to go
who are you? what are you doing here?
running with wounded feet
one can see the hour in cats’ eyes
there is a dark stain in a broad field
stabbing to death swans' reflections
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