Uzi Aftamat - Другие
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You are independent from others
Until I remembered them
They pop up with fanfare
They pull the trick, add bitter sauce
And they knock down your aplomb
Long before that
How he grew up and gave his voice
Who has a black belt here?
Who is the giant, the Colossus
What does Rhodes protect?
Who's always number one here?
And who is that master?
Why didn’t you stumble while creating your opus?
Among people who are always pressing the brakes
Giving you their fears
In words and on paper
In sober health
And with a whistling flask
Who instilled the moral code?
Who had the right
Spell like black magic
Don't ignore other people's bugs
And absorb them into the neocortex
Phrases pop up without prompting
Shine like rhinestones
Distracts from the gray mass
But their author is unknown
Quite possible
My views are misconceptions
Thoughts from someone else's neuron
Goals for the rat race
Time - slots, stress and deadlines
Tsimes in between
Where there are exhalations and inhalations
Are their assessments really that valuable?
Or a legacy from the era
Delayed fate syndrome
In the delirium of inexhaustible demagoguery
Feedback loops in honey
Like where am I not going?
My path is blocked
There's someone in the distance
Something, someone, somewhere
Out of control under something
My plans, dreams
Vomits and rushes
To pieces with a large machete
Pinochet style
There is a mythical standard
Some inaccessible level
And I fight him, believing in luck
Like a cold-blooded sovereign
From dawn to dusk
Like this every day
It's a game against yourself
Not for porcelain and tapestry
We will destroy Carthage
Without bending the knees and without prayers
On one wine and bread
The wind of change will awaken us
We will build citadels
On the fragments of the cradle
And we’ll sign Tsereteli
It will be postmodern
Not everyone understands the idea
Leave your mental captivity
Leave the jungle thicket
Go with full sail
Or soar with Icarus
Catching up from the pier
Praise and Gratitude
For an example of persistence
Despite the chaos and incidents
All puzzles have been completed
On a chilly street
But like on a hothouse campus
No difference
If you fall for pauses
Raising the degree
Oppenheimer, at Los Alamos
From slave to chancellor
Long way to freedom
Straight from the punishment cell
And there's no time for dancing there
Chronos is eating you
Savoring his fingers
How far is it to the final station?
From the moment of registration
Not even the slates knew Lao Tzu
Sit at least with your bare ass
Or hide in the corner of your shell
Sacrifice a lamb
Clear everyone out before Friday
To be without a face
Or with a face and a scar
Jump on the ball
Or pay
With a guide to the end
There is a mythical standard
Some inaccessible level
And I fight him, believing in luck
Like a cold-blooded sovereign
From dawn to dusk
Like this every day
It's a game against yourself
Not for porcelain and tapestry
We will destroy Carthage
Without bending the knees and without prayers
On one wine and bread
The wind of change will awaken us
We will build citadels
On the fragments of the cradle
And we’ll sign Tsereteli
It will be postmodern