Kult - Marianna

In Marion's
Peanuts with honey
In Marion's
Champagne under ice
In Marion's
Bloody crawfish
Mine Marion
Has practiced lips
Lingerie with panache
Golden panties with zip*
She tempts** boys
But she is boring.

Fortunately in her burgstall
Among old armours
Azefa's letters
Into policing vibe
Romantic watches
Auntie Idalia The Antique
That gives her the world
That knows what child needs
Before long
She needles her
Love affairs barricade.

Oh hunky - dory,
Oh wacko
One may laughing
And One may crying
Soon forget
Got lumps of it round the back*.
In place of crooked legs
Get streight ones
Numerous incentives
And still new gadgets.
Executioner and victim
Che Guevara

And auntie Idalia's
Stiring hemlock
Taking from the wall
Spears poisoned
Reddish star
Tzar's portrait.
In small chest
She's sending about to Marion.
After all
Spleen is smothering the child,
Let her get the a party
Let her made out
Nike of barricade.

In Marion's Mao's books
Soviet sickle and hammer
Trident with arrow
Works of Batiuszki***
A big shelf
Agitator's notebooks
And in his readings interruptions
He knows already
How have a fun
There is mistake
Where barricades' uproars.

And auntie Idalia
Is gumming up food for hens
Roughneck practices
Are not in her type.
To nap on the porch
Cherry flowers smell
Modern society have been dreaming
About Soon
And after her
To mob job after all she will kick
In closed formation
Where barricades' uproar.

Because of Marion
At night
Nocturnal emission
Thank's God is revolution
Dumpster is burning
Police is rushing into
What about with the cosh
Fuck's sake!
Catch the feature
Grumpy
In response
Describe labourer
Raping ladies from barricades.

And auntie Idalia's chowing dinner
Hundred whips for Praxedes****
On her bare body (or sweatpants and pop-tarts)
Maciej to Sybir
Hrycko in jail.
Gardens, chinchillas
Pink on chicks
Crucifix
And with it accordance shot
On the dresser
A wild gal
Nike of barricades

Oh Marion
Come on
Drop your dress
Tommorow morning
Hit 30's
Come on with us
We're renting toilet
We're biting bottleneck off
We do ballet
And we will show,
Baceuse we know those problems
What is as a results of barricades' fire

Us auntie Idalia cannot catch
We auntie Idalia wave in goat away.
We're getting banjo through without pass
Tiger to gas tank and mush on tour
In the sun glimmer
The world we left behind
And the panic
Age of barricades

Mug of labourer
Army in rovers
Politics, the class and caucus
Rallies in Ryky, party, sindicate
Dialectic and at all,
what disturb us.
In peace lie on the beach
Keep hands on chicks' boobs.
And look at the clouds like cumulus colour white
While sky is blue.