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- The Book of Shattered Bounds
- Текст
- Towards the new-night wave there flows
A pair of air-craft wings' side lights
The phone receiver's agonizing on the floor
A pointillistic dark clot in a volume canvas
I look and find I'm frozen within time
In a single moment with its scenery
That's imprinted in my counsciousness, to be
Drained off next moment...
In a second, but not now
And as I'm walking through the streets
Both I and ev'ryone around
Feel only our covering, while
The thoughts dwell far away
But to this lonely crowd descents
Cloaked with grey-blue twilight grace
A wolf-souled one. Instead of sword
Or gun he brings decay...
The Greater Shadow seeks for me...
The shadow seeks...
It's felt like an old scar of unsuffered wound
Old memories begin to ache so hard
Besides all dates, they're suddenly revived
By a vague resemblance of the visions, smells, and sounds
Whatever makes me joy or mourn and cry
All movements that destroy my calm standstill -
My yearning's nailed to my own lesser shadow
And lasts forever like the earth and sky...
Awareness of our frailty
It is injected into us too early
Again, despite the churchmen statements
It'll ne'er bring vigour into a human's life.
Still, there's no fate men able to know,
No sound of tucking clock they hear
My term is pouring off but there remains
My term is pouring off but there remains
Some time for me to look around.
Some time...