File:35-own-way.flac

English: Audio text:

When our world was a third smaller,

A third blue and hot,

Extinguished stars diamond ashes

Blossomed in the warmth of someone else's rays...

Spring of times, the king's birth...

And the first timid step up,

And the first wave of transparent wings

Above the surface of the waters of shady rivers.

There, in the midst of a starry country, in a desolate world

I was able to choose my own path for the first time,

To extend your short century in the bowels of the machine

To scatter life among the stars so that it grows

And somewhere here, in other spaces,

In the valleys of the milky void,

Without arguing , strangers were drawn to the stars

Another life your flowers

They grew up to the roar of hymns

Along the walls of concrete gray nests -

For new needs, easily pushing apart

The shady world of its birches...

Here, in the land of rare stars, in a fleeting age

We, like everyone else, wanted to find our way

Keeping the myth that only the milky way shines for us,

And other people's flowers do not grow among the waters