Museum (Simboska)
There are plates and no appetite.
There are wedding rings, but love has been at least three hundred years old
No return.
There's a fan here – where's the pink face?
How many swords are there – where is the anger?
At dusk, the strings of the lute no longer sound.
Because eternally out of stock
10,000 antiquities are gathered here.
The dream of the earthy guard is in full swing,
His short beard was leaning against the display window.
Metal, pottery, bird feathers
Silently celebrate your victory over time.
Only the hairpins of the ancient Egyptian yellow haired men sneered and smirked.
The crown lives longer than the head.
The hand lost to the glove.
The shoe of the right foot beats the right foot.
As for me, you see, I'm still alive.
The race with my clothes was in full swing.
This guy's will to fight is beyond imagination!
It wants to survive after I'm gone!
