What could be more depressive then
This duell between twins?
It can be more obscessive scene —
When you just sit with queens.

Both queens are sad, both queens are mad
Just pupets – black and white.
You – in between. You – all in red.
My sorrow! My bright!

The river's water waits for us —
For bodies – yours and mine.
Together through the looking glass,
Through river's water shine.