Touching by the hand of singing harp
Strive up, blind sounds!
I wrapped upmy neck in a scarf
and shove hands into my pockets.

I'm a little worried
about my eternal, restless repose.

I'm small and drunk again
Unnecessary to the world dog-cripple.
i put my back under the blows
Without slowing down the run.

A scarf smothers, tightening my throat
But unfolding the whole body,
I see behind, all is different
But I didn’t want to, I didn’t do anything.

Earth is ready to explode
everything will soon be pulled together ridiculous
I hate you with all my heart
But you yourself allowed me
you allowed me