They wear smiles on their faces,
And a clown plays the trumpet,
And during the performance,
It creates the impression
That the puppets dance on their own.
Oh, how sometimes it's frustrating
That the master is invisible -
Upwards and into the darkness, the string goes.
And the puppets are so obedient to him,
And we naively believe
That the puppets can speak. (C)
Зима 2011-12.