Макулатура Стихи О "Ночных Снайперах" Рисунки Neverhood
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Rain (перевод по К. Кинчеву)

Rain's built up the waterfall walls.
It's hidden somebody's footsteps, It's locked the doors.
And I want only to breathe with my open chest,
But I'm afraid to forget, to be sleeping in rest.

Over there, where
The broken arrows blaze in the sky
I reach my hands, taking the lightnings
Without a pain.
Over there, where
The water draws the circles on the ground
Do you hear somebody's steps?
It is rain.

Right like never before the thunder roars.
It tears off shutters of windows, It's sinking in words.
And I can see every moment, I'm facing it all.
That's very easy, just thunderstorm.

© Антон Айсбергер

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