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 Red cows 
 on the asphalt road have settled.
Lazing on the asphalt pan they lie.
We drive them round for cows are sacred! They are loyal to the highway, we wonder why.
"Old herdsman, we want our question answered: Why have the cows gone mad?" "God forbid! The point is that flies do not like asphalt.
" Those modern cows! The are wise indeed! They got it, the sly ones! Cattle of genius! Unlike the poor, unfortunate flies.
"The flies know that asphalt is carcinogenic.
" Those modern flies! They are really wise! © Copyright Alec Vagapov's translation

Poem by Andrei Voznesensky
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