Текст песни Сэмют Монро - 3. Пазл

I tried myself on this city
as a missing piece of a puzzle
and, to whom in spite, and to whom for joy,
I tried hard.
sometimes put a leg
into the void of the cobblestone pavement
and could stand in it for a long time,
so the sentry is on duty.
meeting empty eye sockets
forgotten sculpture by all,
tried to settle in them -
penetrating into the properties of nature.
in a sudden pause
in the conversation of old friends
I was looking for myself in vain
watching as in their arms
drowns like a child - a ghost
awkward silence. and again
I have no place. this is a sign
dissolving the first base
"everyone should have their own corner"!
or other wisdoms of body life.
and, since I'm out of place in a rough world
I guessed my shelter, you can safely
try your luck in any form
This. be it the notorious island,
dynamic-static aspiration
inward or outward. or simply

era of good revelations