Rasputin Poem by Pierre Rausch

This last was the dearest tariff
A clash of principles
The poor man trembling seraphin
And she would have replied
Twice he repeated this cry
What fault is there of mine
She would have understood
Rasputin
For having him permitted to be loved
For innonce
Menalaus,
a few paces distant
Which communicates with the distance
Rasputin, a woman stood before,
Rasputin, Rasputin
When does a porter clunch
She loved with all the more passion
Only to allow men to enter
The porter had hardly made this scene
Rasputin, Rasputin
Or thought that he divorced
Only to allow love
Menalaus,
a few paces distant
Which communicates with the distance
Rasputin, a woman stood before,
Rasputin, Rasputin
For having him permitted to love
Rasputin
For innonce
Rasputin
For that epoch
Rasputin
Twice he repeated this cry
Menalaus,
a few paces distant
Which communicates with the distance
Rasputin, a woman stood before,
Rasputin, Rasputin
Useful or dangerous
Rasputin, Rasputin
No personal exercised
Rasputin
Embellished or simply remembered
Rasputin, Rasputin
Twice he repeated this cry
Rasputin, Rasputin
Embellished or simply remembered
Rasputin, Rasputin