Last deadly scherzo...
My way was penetrated by any uncertain melancholy.
Heat was changed with a cold ... It was raining in desert again ...
And the moments of happiness brought separation with soul ...
All is mixed ... And illegible destiny signs
Were again just a game ... On the piano of broken heart playing ...
I caught light of the cold Moon ... I tried to be warmed ...
And soul sang like a violin, playing my last deadly scherzo...
Перевод сделан на стихи Алекса Кантера
Неясные знаки судьбы...
http://www.stihi.ru/2012/02/10/6594
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