Если хочешь ты яркие дали Развернуть пред больными людьми Дни безмолвной и жгучей печали В своë мощное сердце возьми Н.Гумилëв I recreate the dimensions of pure sorrow Collect the pieces of inner pain I absorb the sufferings and follow The blackened, sharpened blade of fate Look inside my mind What you gonna see? Souls full of scars Mirror of reality I dissect the nothingness and fill it with squealing silence Look inside my mind What you gonna see? Bounty of pain Shattering world inside me I scrutate the minds that are formal And search for grief, filtering lies You may say: it's abnormal I won't even deny My perception of the world is too distinctive No rest for the keeper of pain Do not feel sorry for me The purport of my life you won't explain