Of Mice & Men
All is bright in my white world:
а clean suit аnd blue eyes.
In a house of glass things are visible
with a bottle in my hand,
аnd a bottle on my head.
I’m lacking words, I don’t know anything,
but sometimes in vain I make up everything:
the missing word of eternal truth.
the missing sign – a salvation code.
I type
I.D.D.Q.D.
But nothing happens.
Whatever I think – it is so unacceptable.
Whatever I say – seems not understandable.
Is this house of glass my homeland?
Is this house of glass your colony?
I type
I.D.D.Q.D.
Don’t go out there.
I.D.D.Q.D.
It is warm inside.
I.D.D.Q.D.
It is midnight in Europe.
I.D.D.Q.D.
It is cold and dark.
[И все-равно мне кажется, что текст неполный]