2021.07.08.
The train
I was going from there, where I'm no longer in,I was going there, where I'm not wanted,
Suddenly the conductor has torn my ticket,
At the next station my journey is over.
Wait! The train is running away from the chase,
And those, who stayed in the carriage.
They're waving to me with a smile.
Wait! On the dusty empty platform,
Where the stars spy on me,
I’ll have my last fight.
The dance of wheels on the rails joints
Was my compass, was my mass,
But nothing lasts forever,
And there it's - the sad finale of my play.
Wait! The train is running away from the chase,
And those, who stayed in the carriage.
They're waving to me with a smile.
Wait! On the dusty empty platform,
Where the stars spy on me,
I’ll have my last fight.
Wait! The train is running away from the chase,
And those, who stayed in the carriage.
They're waving to me with a smile.
Wait! On the dusty empty platform,
Where the stars spy on me,
I’ll have my last fight.