посвящаицца моей бывшей лучшей подруге

The winds of north brought scent of toxic smog
Fresh grass was tangled with fallen leaves and trash
And so we were - you, star of our block
And I - a morbid soul in virgin flesh

I was "another one", you were - the only
We were just friends, I never wanted you
I always felt all right when being lonely
Till you proposed to show me something new

It's all my fault - I knew what I was doing
And I'm not playing "spoiled innocence"
The lying to themselves deserve the fooling
Thank you, my love - you teached me common sense

для ниасиливших субстантивированные прилагательные и герундиальные обороты великого и могучего, предпоследняя фраза переводится как "обманывающие сами себя заслуживают быть обдуренными".
common sense - здравый смысл.


а это к вопросу о развитости стадного инстинкта у тех, кто громче всех орёт о своей уникальной личностной идентичности

The empty afterparty streets are filled with wind and trash
My dying soul is no more sore - all dues are paid in cash
I was a part of wasted crowd, and I felt so much strong
It didn't matter where and how just wanting to belong

And that was such a desperate need that I at last forgot
All of my pains and doubts and fears, been left with only thought -
Why did I want not long ago to get out of the crowd?
But that crowd wasn't the one to say such corny thing aloud...