Hut

<br>You`re breath means leave taking<br>cause the cancer is marching<br>My bird dies with lost wings<br>Wounds will heal, but the scares will remain<br><br>In this hut where the childhood lives are the<br>tales of the moist future eyes<br>Your warm whispers in water drops count the<br>symbols for the blue times<br><br>Proud walks our landlord<br>with his magpie in our yard<br>What will become of him<br>Mother`s tales let his evil symbols rain<br><br>In this hut where the childhood lives are the tales of the moist future eyes<br>Your warm whispers in water drops count the symbols for the blue times<br><br>Lamps break the chill of this night<br>In nooks of my sight<br>Calm in the smell of your clothes<br>Your shoes have no more walk with you<br><br>Burn,hut, burn forever!<br>Pearls for magpies and love to ashes!<br><br>In this hut where the childhood lives are the tales of the moist future eyes<br>Your warm whispers in water drops count the symbols for the blue times<br><br>Future is the multiface<br>Future is the short gold trace,<br>the coincidence-machine<br>and the all-answer screen