A cigarette in the night
10-04-2008 21:07
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Я не согласна с вами, господа.
Жизнь- не состояние души.
Жизнь- своеобразная тюрьма...[пытка]
Нет, не пытка души- пытка мышлений.
А именно- это наша большая коллекция иллюзий.
{где же правда, господа?...}
Sorrow
Lighting a cigarette in through the night,
A shadow on end gazes into the sky;
The sorrow that fills him and bleeds out the light-
Is Sorrow his name?- do his lips ever lie...
His eyes keep the tears that have not fallen yet,
Those tears that will burn...that will tear him apart.
Poor Sorrow- those eyes I will never forget,
That smoke which will hide what is kept in that heart...
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Жизнь- не состояние души.
Жизнь- своеобразная тюрьма...
Нет, не пытка души- пытка мышлений.
А именно- это наша большая коллекция иллюзий.
Sorrow
Lighting a cigarette in through the night,
A shadow on end gazes into the sky;
The sorrow that fills him and bleeds out the light-
Is Sorrow his name?- do his lips ever lie...
His eyes keep the tears that have not fallen yet,
Those tears that will burn...that will tear him apart.
Poor Sorrow- those eyes I will never forget,
That smoke which will hide what is kept in that heart...
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