You see the blinding column of light
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Beating in the April sky over Pripyat?
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Soon ashes will fall on the asphalt like birds:
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Red-skinned May Day, x-rays wild
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Blisters and nausea. |
Evacuation
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Liquidators, dosimetrists, police
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In the window in the kitchen, an unprecedented illumination:
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Man-made Vesuvius spits particles into the night
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In maternity hospitals looking for nipples small Taurus
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Hoard invisible little bodies of infectious pollen
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Somewhere urgently all the fathers drove off in a crowd
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And return to the ambulance
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Most recently, he was cheerful and alive
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But vulnerability proportions are skewed
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The tissues are struck, the sobs of someone's wife
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Wandering echoes in the corridors
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The city is empty, appliances are crackling
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Neutrons fly through tons of boron and sand
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Neurons fail
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Covers come off the bodies in layers
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Civil defense troops in battle with graphite suffer damage
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And the ghosts are waiting for the widow at home
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Someone here right in the process will burn completely
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Others will be overtaken later by cesium-137
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A cloud creeps over human hives
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Wrong bees drag the wrong iodine into the city
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You see the blinding column of light
|
Beating in the April sky over Pripyat?
|
Soon ashes will fall on the asphalt like birds
|
Red-skinned May Day, x-rays are wild
|
Blisters and nausea. |
Evacuation
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Liquidators, dosimetrists, police
|
Unprecedented illumination in the window in the kitchen
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Man-made Vesuvius spits particles into the night
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We have a lot of energy here: thanks to the peaceful atom
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Let's wave to yours on Easter, to mine - on the Ninth
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This weekend - potatoes, on the First - to the forest
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A whole era is enough for our plans just to spare
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We need a whole car for our plans of strength and health
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Run to the bridge - from there, they say, you can see the fire
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There along the dirty tributary to the beautiful far away
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The gifts of the fourth power unit begin their journey
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Yes, everything is in order, in general, with the radiation background
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The new amusement park is about to open!
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Fire by fire, but there is also a more sophisticated drama:
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Who wins - Moscow "Spartak" or Kiev "Dynamo"?
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Mom's strollers creak, spokes spin slowly
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There is no hurry - there are still thirty years ahead
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Plutonium in the Zone will turn into americium
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Time will spread eyewitnesses to cancer hospitals
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You see the blinding column of light
|
Beating in the April sky over Pripyat?
|
Soon ashes will fall on the asphalt like birds:
|
Red-skinned May Day, x-rays are wild
|
Blisters and nausea. |
Evacuation
|
Liquidators, dosimetrists, police
|
In the window in the kitchen, an unprecedented illumination:
|
Man-made Vesuvius spits particles into the night
|
In maternity hospitals, little Taurus are looking for nipples
|
Hoarding invisible bodies of infectious pollen
|
Somewhere urgently all the fathers drove off
|
And return to the ambulance
|
Most recently, he was cheerful and alive
|
But vulnerability proportions are skewed
|
The sobs of someone's wife
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Wandering echoes in the corridors |