Хочешь, я этот мир спасу? часть 2 English

I am hiding in a corner of myself
myself
Tripping down towards my black heart
black heart
I am free in sore space of my cell
my cell
Помоги мне, Брат!*

I don't fly, nor crawl, nor drink
nor drink
I can breath emptiness by stars
by stars
If I wish I could end a ring
a ring
Позвони, Сестра!**

Does my language have size of the sun
the sun
In a jar with pickles to sweat
to sweat
Long ago I was a son
a son
А теперь поэт!***

   *Help me, Brother!
 **Call me, Sister!
***And I am a poet now

2015

Хочешь, я этот мир спасу?
http://www.stihi.ru/2015/05/21/5973


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