Аннотация: стихотворение которое получилось под грузом лекций по древнегерманской филологии английского языка
the strangers are coming to me in the night,
Deep, glooming street, a beam of the moonlight.
unknown people fjrever for me,
some crazy dreams, I don't wanna be
I don't want to be like... or as you.
you are just nothing and nothing can do.
you are fool shadows that chasing me now
you are a cloud that is around.
no way and no answer how to escape from
from this world, reality - abandon all hope.
but may be all this that I always search for,
is only thing and nothing else more
you are the real and I'm not
it is unjusticeness, but now it's full stop