Текст песни Константин Бальмонт - Раненый

I am defeated by my consciousness to death
I was injured in my heart to my mind.
I'm inseparable with this Mirozdan,
I created the world with all his suffer.
Stringing fire, I am faster myself, like smoke.

And understanding all the deception of feeling
The game of shadows born in the world by me
I, as a poet, comprehended art,
It does not admire its depth.

I am aware that sin and darkness in the gaze,
And the swamp, and the blue sky,
There is only a thought, there is a ghostly sea,
I feel that this life has a dream.

But seeing in life a sign of a vast will,
Creator, I do not like to create.
And, the whole tremble from unbearable pain,
Living at myself in captivity,
I am wounded to death with my mind.