ОДИН ДВА ТРИ

Where are the rumors old rumors that everything has a beginning
Where are the rumors of new rumors that this will end
But why, then, pouring new water on our heads from above
As if nothing had happened, shouting women the birth of a new brain
How it to understand?
This man was known as a friend of humanity
He always was finding myself avoiding gatherings
But never ate
Did he pick any flower
Never said not one harsh word
When out on the street violence
He had locked himself in the basement and cried
he believed that everything will collapse
And now people's faces are barely recognizable
He fought with mirrors teeth and fists
For the thing that is called "PEACE":
Already the shadows became my new shadow
Entered as years friends and as the years killer
Procession of shadows pass me their horrible screams
They have become to the whispers spread by shadow
Nestrashno I vazrazdane afraid of these shadows light
But its not just a candle that throws a patch of light in the darkness
The old faded paintings that I would like to give
Because Nov and SOS Toit to be silent about the pathetic dim the candle