The useless words...
The useless motives...
You and me, He and She:
Everything around is madly lying.
The wound in the heard,
The blood in the breast,
Me and You –
We both are so foolish.
The venomous thorns
By the roses, which had given once...
And into mould frozen
Words, without sounds,
Without inspiration.
And going away, close the door,
So as to not disturb
I’m the observer,
Lowly will observing.
Foolish english version
© Copyright: Мичик, 2007
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