Текст песни Сотканная Изо Льда - Марсианин

Martian

No he is not, and one third
Unexpectedly came into this world.
What are his standards or mer you -
Outcast and renegade. In short, queer *.

Not a man - probably a Martian
From Bradbury, the one that the crowd
The trap was a fatal lure,
Afraid to reveal their real appearance.

Well, mimicry - a choice, instead of happiness
Promising us moral prison.
Wanting to become a part of the human race -
He became our hero only his stepson.

And not long endure this burden
He fell victim to the alien hand chimeras.
So maybe it is not always in the human race
Strive worth transgressing the barrier?

Perhaps a better chance alone
Himself not to spill and survive?
Alas, it does not get an answer to the point,
Do not remove the doubts on the third.

But like a moth, drawn by the light -
In the human warmth needed and queer.
And the world is a hostile, unfamiliar:
Beautiful and ugly our world.