9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN
Cat and woman are sometimes alike,
When cornered, they scratch your face,
Lamb-looking, sometimes werewolves,
It doesn't piss you off, it shreds.
Children jump and bounce, similar to goatlings.
We're like Bremen town musicians, when we're old,
Shoot, let him play,
Man fits into the ground like a chameleon,
It starts when you take the slap of life,
Being human is human.
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