Дождь бежит не как время бежит как дождь
I might be wrong, but I think we`re decreased
On a tortuous way to a proper and better world.
I ain`t talkin``bout weight or volume, so, please,
Distinguish your ideals and my libertinish words.
There`s no such thing as superiority of a man,
I also deny any unreasonable false resistance.
Of course if it`s not a war and you`re not Ben
Franklin. Must observe he`s done that distance.
You`re forced to admit the simplicity of a riddle,
That we palmed off somewhere over the up above.
But we`re still standin` on a cockeyed middle
And none of us found no clues. Nope, my dove.
Every time I smear sticky letters on crumpled paper,
I feel myself drawn into this dirty and treacherous game.
Although it’s ultimately just a question of salt and pepper,
Or rather stance on the cliche of the fire and flame.
What lies behind the anonymity of experienced retina,
If it's yours, I don`t know. If mine - and even more so.
If the total is probably despair attempts to gettin` a
Sore.
2010
On a tortuous way to a proper and better world.
I ain`t talkin``bout weight or volume, so, please,
Distinguish your ideals and my libertinish words.
There`s no such thing as superiority of a man,
I also deny any unreasonable false resistance.
Of course if it`s not a war and you`re not Ben
Franklin. Must observe he`s done that distance.
You`re forced to admit the simplicity of a riddle,
That we palmed off somewhere over the up above.
But we`re still standin` on a cockeyed middle
And none of us found no clues. Nope, my dove.
Every time I smear sticky letters on crumpled paper,
I feel myself drawn into this dirty and treacherous game.
Although it’s ultimately just a question of salt and pepper,
Or rather stance on the cliche of the fire and flame.
What lies behind the anonymity of experienced retina,
If it's yours, I don`t know. If mine - and even more so.
If the total is probably despair attempts to gettin` a
Sore.
2010