"Chuzhie stihi" is "Somebody Else's Poetry" in Russian. The choice is hectic; the poems are posted absolutely voluntarily, according to my taste and daily impressions. Many of them I know by heart, regularly murmuring them in the course of my daydreaming, but often I fish out of the Net peculiar verses that tune into my current mood.
понедельник, марта 19, 2018
Oh, can't anybody see -
We've got a war to fight.
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment?
How can it feel this wrong?
Storm, in the morning light
I feel,
No more can I say
Frozen to myself.
I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain't right,
And surely that ain't right.
Oh, can't anybody see -
We've got a war to fight.
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment?
How can it feel this wrong?
How can…
Geoff Barrow and Beth Gibbons
aka Portishead
"Roads"
1994
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