Алексей Кортнев - Плач Джека
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In this world no one
Do not compare with me
Recognized as the best I'm in my craft ...
Horror I am forever
Under the unaware moon
On any of those living on Earth.
So much saw the bravets
Bouncen, fools,
Pounded their small shivery ...
I turned to flight
And children and fathers
I like a ghost is surprisingly good.

So after year, year,
I scared the people ...
And in the soul, sadness,
So life will pass ...

I am Jack, Lord Pumpkins,
I hate everything you got used to ..

In my soul one sadness,
With longing I look into the night Dal,
Do not break the vicious circle
Where to run from these flour ...?

I am known everywhere,
I am a nightmare in the dark
I like horror on the wings of the night.
As if because of the shoulder
I scared British
Both French and Germans, and others ...
Like everyone who is dead
Even without a scalp
I quote Shakespeare by memory.
In humans, the beasts, there is no grumble!
I am the king of the other world.

But who will understand my sadness here?
The Lord of Pumpkin is sorry ...
And the crown is hard, and the glory is not sweet ...
I would like your dull world ...

What shines at the end of the way?
One longing in my chest ...
Prestige, honor, and the highest light,
Everything is nothing, no hope ...