25-to-10

A few paltry coins for wasting my life
And they’ll never give me more.
What do I want now that I'm 25
And what did I want before.

I have no reason, not even half
To treasure the steps, I’ve made,
But if I had to choose a different path
I would stay true to my fate.

I'm choosing the words, I’m piecing together –
10 years have passed this way.
I am not afraid of that fuzzy hag’s shadow,
Who’ll, someday, take me away.

The words are the scattered dust from the stars.
Look, it’s threading the sky.
You tell me you don’t get what my songs are,
I answer, neither do I.

The hands of the clock sometimes start to turn back,
The lies can prevail again.
The star appears when the skies are black -
The Lord comes pure and plain.

I sang what I felt, I did what I loved.
It can’t be suppressed by someone.
And as for the shadow, I know her craft,
I’m humbled - Thy will be done.

I’m happy with how my life’s turned out –
With the moments when all went wrong,
With the wind in my head, they are talking about,
With my faith which is not too strong.

I was lauding my star, I was growing my tree
In the name of the things, I believe’n
In the name of the one, who will understand me,
And the one, who, I trust, will forgive.

(русский текст Б.Гребенщикова)