Текст песни Charles Baudelaire - De profundis clamavi

To Thee , Thee I call one of the abyss ,
In which the soul was overthrown my ...
Around me - longing lead edge
Lifeless earth and the heavens starless .
 
Six months a year here the sun grows cold light
A six - total darkness and night okayanstvo ..
Like a knife , exposed polar space :
- At least the shadow of the bush ! At least the wolf trail!
 
There is nothing worse cruelty luminaries
That emits the ice. And this night - the grave ,
Where Chaos buried ! Would now be forgotten
 
Blunt , heavy sleep - like sleeping in a den animal ...
Relax and forget and lose this burden ,
As long as his tangle unravels while ...