Songs of Unloved

Songs of unloved.
Songs of thrown away.
Those who were buried nameless.
Sealed in the night.
Songs of the crossed out.
Songs kicked off on the ice.
The song of the no longer needed
Sounds and does not stop.

We've had good schooling
Of lighting from burning snakes;
Of tearing out our hearts,
To become even angrier.
To keep a head under water
And not allowed to take a breath;
And break off the blade after hitting
Because God is with us.

Step on the glass if it is empty;
Head in a noose and with belongings on exit.
Lord, please reveal to me
The mystery of being;
Look into my eyes
And say that this is Your will.

You can forever await for the rise of the sun
Looking with blind eyes at the zenith;
We had a crystal bell inside of us,
They stepped on it and it does not ring anymore.
This music is older than the world;
It is senseless and ridiculous;
But I still will dance to it -
Even if it is not audible.

To affectionate soul - an iron dress.
With blood on the sand we write
That All people are brothers.
O Lord, I don't need your secrets of life anymore.
Just look into my eyes
And tell me  that it is really Your will.

текст песни Б.Б. Гребенщикова «Песни нелюбимых»