Текст песни Crouch End - Не плачь, мой маленький поэт

Do not cry, my little poet,
Oh you do not remember.
I do not find your answer -
I was also not understood.
Oh, we nailed on the nails
In an abandoned storeroom.
Read not understood, are forgotten.

Do not cry, my little poet.
Years pass, and again
Our retreat with you ban
And again the word of the rumor.
And now you are their classic
And I'm back in the closet.
Re-read, not well understood and broken.

But when will be the century.
And when the time will move forward.
From me far censorship,
And I can not stand hypocrisy.
I am God, I am a genius, I am one!
I will rule the world!
And you reread, not understood and broken.
Re-read, not well understood and is forgotten.