Treasure of freedom

Вольный перевод стихотворения Металлозвезды : http://stihi.ru/2011/07/31/612


How many of a despicable crowd
On a dump of a rich society!
The sword of the law under power is bowed,
But you chose to deny the piety.

The gunpowder covers their traces of lies,
And the bullets are made from gold ingots 
Loops of a tracks of the countries that cries
As the patterns of poverty's giblets.   

You walk with the team of a losers and thieves
Avoided a rope or a life time
The dirt from the dirt and the poison that cleaves,
Disguising the traitors in their prime.

You know, how the power replaced by false,
As the ruined castle made of sand
Someone else's weakness turns someone's assaults
And the lucky man is hanged on gallows stand.

The world is a good place to live and to die,
But some friendship is measured by money,
The higher you walk, then you fall and comply
To the rules that society's running.

Treasure in blood from the canned old flesh,
As the boundless sins of humanity
And to own a piece of freedom just to be born afresh
Is equal to a stranded insanity.

6.8.2011.