Plankton

В соавторстве с Mr. Q и Симоном

JOB-JOB-JOB

Wake up, wash face,
Clean teeth, feed cat,
Coffee with donuts,
Put dress, take case.

Run to metro road,
Lots of people go to job.
Snow on the exit and the last cigarette.

Job, job, job: marketing, sales.
Stupid product placement, fucking meeting with the clients,
Angry clients,
Happy clients,
I am just a petty shrimp!

Lunch: soup and salad, newspaper and juice,
But I am an ardent dinner for the heavy wha-ale.
I’m so tired,
As a hired.
And I’m sweat out as a lemon to the last drop, bruise.

I wanna have a break,
I wanna sea or lake,
I wanna funny friends, girls, whisky and gin.
I wanna bright sun in noon,
I wanna warm night and moon,
Guitars and stars at the dusk,
And silent waves with caressing din…

Hey!
Wake up, men!
Work is not over!
I am exhausted.
Another metro to home,
No intermission till summer.


Первоначальная версия:

PLANKTON

Get up from the bad,
Clean teeth and wash face,
A breakfast with cat,
And quickly put dress.

And run to metro road,
Rush hour, plankton go to job.
The last cigarette got creased in pack and fire dead.

Job, job, job without break and interruption.
Flashing in my tired eyes makes quickly brain’s destruction.
And computer’s
Very stupid.
I am office plankton, hey!

A lot of hard work,
The clients are zooming.
I have not depot,
My head is in booming.

And run to bar-cafe.
The big thick heavy whale’s eating,
Coffee with a donut, but I am an ardent dinner.

Job, job, job without break and interruption.
Flashing in my tired eyes makes quickly brain’s destruction.
And computer’s
Very stupid.
I am office plankton, hey!

I want, want, I want forget the groove and boredom,
Foolish talk, a knock of keys and paper’s rot and whoredom.
Sofa, bumper,
Beach and summer,
I want silence, intermission, rest and break!

Hey! Get up and sing!
And open your eyes.
Another would is
In your heart, don’t tired!

And run without cumber,
Don’t be a crawfish how a plankton.
Freedom, liberty in soul, wait your sunny summer!

10.01.2011.