This game over

The sunset blazes ‘pon the vault,
This afternoon dies slowly forever,
The world is overfilled with weariness and fatigue,
Another episode of this life’s masquerade
Comes to an end…
The curtain falls…
And beauteous Agnes Adoma,
The prima donna of the opera house,
A-shining in the luster of her fame,
Leaves her beloved stage to the ovation
Of the spectators.
Her eyes! Her gorgeous green eyes!
They shine, like emeralds in the midday fire of heaven!
Her skin is white, like a snow of the...

Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face!
Clouds of the west – sun there half of hour high –
I see you also face to face.

Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross , returning home,, are more curious to me than you suppose,
And you that shell cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, that you might suppose.

2

The impalpable sustenance of me from...

I'm out to mix it up and change my complexion
To coat the feelings and cure my depression
A shot of petrol is my bonafide method
To lose control and get thoroughly distracted

I'm on the money, here I come
Fuel for my engine, and I?m gone

I like to forget why I feel this compulsive
As I toss tomorrow's dreams in the garbage
What's important is a mind that's sicker
Turning Jekyll into Hide much quicker

I'm on the money, here I come
Fuel for my engine, and I'm gone

1, 2, 3, 4, 1...

Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
making spirits bright,
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight, O
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way!
O what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh (repeat)

A day or two ago,
I thought I'd take a ride,
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank;
Misfortune seemed his lot;
He got into a...

Для редактора,
озабоченного передовицей,
он никто, какой-то Джон Мильтон,
затерявшийся на литературной обочине.

Актриса глицериновую слезу
из-за него не проливала ни разу.

О нем хранит молчание
радио и телевещание.

Нет ни досье, ни файлов секретных.
Нет псевдонимов народу известных.

Никому не интересно
узнать его настоящее имя.

Жив ли он, мертв ли он,
не проверяет никто.

Возможно в чулане
детективы найдут его труп
с разбитым лицом,
с открытыми глазами...

People say that
We will die
On 21th December
Seems like it’s quite rightly
Oh! Finally determined
The day of death all over the world!

There is one schizophrenic idea
If someone is afraid to believe
And he can’t just relax

He can stop reading this
And any claims won’t be accepted!
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When I was in hospital in the reanimation room
I was about 50 years old
I was in prostration
I’ll try to describe it

Nine nights
I was walking...

Are you watching on me
When I’m sleeping next to your arms
Only now it should be
A moment to heal the scars

We can’t be enemies forever
You can be on my side tonight
We used to be in the game together
Now we only know to fight

I’m a liar, you’re a liar
Don’t look into my eyes
I’m a liar, you’re a liar
We stand behind the lies
I’m a liar, you’re a liar
Don’t break into my soul
I’m liar, you’re a liar
My heart is like a stone

When you’re looking at me
I forget about all the...

Любимый мой, ты спишь - сырой, землёй объят,
И заметает снег твою могилу ...
Единственный, ...как я тебя любила -
Жаль, времени волну не откатить назад.

Я без тебя душой на крыльях не парю,
В горах без нас цветёт душистый вереск.
Ажуром папоротник расплескал листву,
И моё сердце в твой "уход" не верит.

В земле - уже пятнадцать диких декабрей
Ты мёрзнешь - я согреть тебя не в силах.
В страданиях, ощущаю всё ясней -
Твой дух мне помогает выжить, милый.

Впервые после долгих...

Бьется мухой в сети интернета измученный юзер,
анти-вирус не дремлет - троянский брыкается конь.
Черный кофе глотает под звуки печального блюза
верный рыцарь машинного образа...Пища и сон
умоляют вернуться с любимою девушкой хором
из миров виртуальных в реальность осенних дождей.
Старый пес подвывает динамикам с тихим укором,
"game is over" сигналит экран, юзер кликает "play".
Пес не выдержал муки отсутствия ласки хозяйской,
"караул" - закричала подруга. "Лады, перекур..."
Юзер...

Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly I'm not half a man I used to be
There's a shadow handing over me
Oh yesterday came suddenly
Why she had to go I don't know
She wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday