C.o.D - Testamentul unui singuratic Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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The will of a loner

What subject should I choose now, what should I tell you?
I look in the mirror and see myself at the end of the road.
I must care for my fellows when others dig their graves,
As if they thirst for it—look into your own grave.
 

Lay down with the dead, toast a glass of life,
Inhale for the last time, exhale without hope.
Because tomorrow births new sacrifices of forgetting
You cried yesterday, and your tears open the gates of calling.
 

Bells toll in the distance I light my last cigarette.
'Give me just one more light' — this is the thousandth time
When I hold Heaven in my palms and willingly lose it through my fingers,
I bow down and gather pieces of Hell.
 

Father, what is your reasoning when you threaten us with punishments? Happiness not.
You'll be left alone in the house of the skies,
You surely know this too.
The dreams of humanity go where reason has not yet arrived—
Too much happiness or ignorance does not constitute an answer.
 

For me, it’s enough I’ve grown tired of hoping,
Of borrowing from myself and always asking of myself again,
Of being in debt to my own being, always in distress,
Only to say, in the end, that I have nothing and deserve a slap.
 

I go outside no one’s there. I walk like a madman,
Leaving no traces, only lead. It feels like every road
Has remained as it was I relive my childhood
When joy embraced me, now nostalgia overtakes me.
 

And anger for the passing years I feel within,
They turn into illusions—you know I’m serious when I lie to you.
I sit on a rotten bench in the middle of nowhere,
It’s late at night, and by morning, I won’t be-
 

Present in this world, I must say
This really isn’t an album it’s a goodbye message.
Eternal peace awaits me, along with smoke and coffee,
And all the dear ones already gone—the owl knows them well.
 

One by one, in an orderly line, the memories have left.
When you don’t know who you are, everything ends.
To the apocalypse of the end, perceive another realm lightly
In the end, we all board the same train and won’t get off.
 

It leads to nowhere—indifferent, inept, or wise—
Nothing here helps when asked for your ticket.
You can’t take wealth with you you pay with your early dreams.
So, my friend, chasing money means wasted time.
 

What inheritance should I leave? Perhaps a thought, but not even that.
I tried to be where no one else wanted
To stay, to listen to you, to say a kind word.
A warm caress matters when your soul is frost-covered.
 

The string of questions laced with regret on paper
Is a lie that could heal any real wound.
Here, theoretically, is the final point, and practically,
Thus ends the pitiful will of a loner.
 




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