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Написано кровью.
Когда скользнула бритва по руке
И кровь багровой струйкой заструилась.
Я ею написал на потолке
О том, что жизнь моя остановилась.
Я кровью написал, что никогда
Я не забуду образ сердцу милый,
Что будет предо мной она всегда
И навсегда уйдёт со мной в могилу.
Я дальше написал, что нет друзей,
Которые б спасти меня пытались.
Достойных нету среди тех людей,
Которые друзьями назывались.
Я жил один, один я и умру…
Я перед смертью кровью расписался,
Чтоб каждый обнаружил по утру,
Что без меня он навсегда остался.
Я написал последние слова…
Глаза свои тихонько закрываю.
Небрежно наклонилась голова…
Я умер… или только умираю…
6. 02. 1999.
Written in blood.
When the razor slid on the arm
And the blood of the crimson trickle flowed.
I wrote it on the ceiling
The fact that my life has stopped.
I wrote in blood that never
I will not forget the image of the heart dear,
What will be before me she always
And forever will go with me to the grave.
I further wrote that there are no friends,
That used to save me tried.
There is no worthy among those people
Who were called friends.
I lived alone, alone and I die ...
I signed my blood before dying
So that everyone discovered in the morning,
That without me he remained forever.
I wrote the last words ...
I quietly close my eyes.
Head casually leaned ...
I died ... or just die ...
6. 02. 1999.
When the razor slid on the arm
And the blood of the crimson trickle flowed.
I wrote it on the ceiling
The fact that my life has stopped.
I wrote in blood that never
I will not forget the image of the heart dear,
What will be before me she always
And forever will go with me to the grave.
I further wrote that there are no friends,
That used to save me tried.
There is no worthy among those people
Who were called friends.
I lived alone, alone and I die ...
I signed my blood before dying
So that everyone discovered in the morning,
That without me he remained forever.
I wrote the last words ...
I quietly close my eyes.
Head casually leaned ...
I died ... or just die ...
6. 02. 1999.