The Moon on black sky,
As cause to oblivion.
And wait while heart stops in body
And not will nevermore...
But tears no.
Only in bosom gravely,
On hand-scars.
"why?"-has said indistinct.
А around-darkness,
So that brightly.
And everywhere silence,
So that beats on rumour...
And once again appear the light in abyss,
Outbound so far.
And once again will whisper rain indistinct words,
For shower so powerfully
И снова настанет ненавистный день,
Когда солнца свет каснётся стен.
Захочется спать,чтобы не видеть это всё.
И мысли "умереть..." покинут тело твоё...
The Moon On Black Sky,
As Cause to Oblivion.
And Wait While Heart Stops in Body
And not Will Nevermore ...
But tears no.
Only in Bosom Gravely,
On Hand-Scars.
"Who?"-Has Said Indistint.
ARUND-Darkness,
So that Brightly.
And eventwhere silence,
So that beats on rumour ...
And once Again Appear the Light in Abyss,
Outbound So far.
And once AGain Will Whisper Rain Indistinct Words,
For shower so powerfully
And again the hated day will come
When the Sun Light Cashes the walls.
I want to sleep so as not to see it all.
And the thoughts of "die ..." will leave your body ...
