, on the fragrant pragotse, without the grass ripe, and i will lie down, the land of the gascin with the galley on the pakorak, on the wide mound, the astamly rocks, free in the wide spread, naked in the distance, high covered with fog, astam... new rocks, free in the wide spread, naked in the distance inu, hi it’s covered fog, you are noisy. there is a noise above me, there are birch trees, asypayce, dear, caress the earth, and i flap, i float, the land of the old gast, i say hello to the three, i graze the little one, and i flap the wings. prague is the land of the gascinian old man, i say hello to broki, i graze the little one, and i am going to eat. night, night, darkness everywhere, you and i have gone crazy, i have no ears, until the morning there is a fire of the soul, hands, trembling, stars and eyes, all this is horror, two madness, the heights of two blown away by the wind of the night, the heart flies, then in the upper down and tozi dances there on without his strange look, i'm you domatus, everything in this world is a plus, light, darkness , blind sadness, this is a plu