Текст песни Владимир Сочинский - В безликой комнате моей

In my impersonal room
I felt safe ,
At the closing of the key people ,
That was difficult to reach .
 
I closed from everyone :
And from others , and from the birth .
From the heady pleasures
And from the unquenchable alarms.
 
To among nondescript walls,
Among the dull prosperity
I could embody the souls of the lot ,
With pen bent over a notebook .
 
Then the dark rooms
With long- extinct candles ,
Forgetting former poor ,
I generously illuminated verses .
 
2014 August.