Losing

Бред, который мог прийти мне только в электричке

I must be blind.
=Hawkwind=

Why I am in love?
I must be blind.

Now he knows my wish.
I lost my mind.

I’m a rolling stone.
Save me, I’m alone.

It’s hardly to choose the right heart.
It’s difficult – living apart…

I need to dispel tention.
My dreams lose their creation.

The Master of madhouse
thinks he’s a little mouse.

There is some magic on the floor;
I’m going slowly store by store.

The windows show a lot of signs.
I lost already all my minds.

Don’t be aggressive and caress.
Don’t give the world your tenderness.

Don’t leave your home when you’re eleven.
Don’t dream about the Saint Heaven.

Don’t be mad,
as me, as him.


18 дек. 2009,
электричка Симф. – Евп.