Дым - Чёрный Обелиск

Он видел много разных сторон,

И жил не долго, вся жизнь словно сон.

Прямые дороги, кривые пути,

Искал их долго, но не смог пройти.

Дым, стоял стеною перед ним,

Дым, но он-то знал, что там за ним…

Узнал он много разных людей,

Для них был Богом, из царства теней.

Их было много, а он — один,

И не увидел края за серым рядом спин.

Дым, стоял стеною перед ним,

Дым, но он-то знал, что там за ни…

Он там уже всё видел, он там уже бывал,

В тот день, когда однажды умирал,

He saw many different sides,

And he did not live long, his whole life is like a dream.

Straight roads, crooked roads

I searched for them for a long time, but I could not get through.

Smoke stood like a wall in front of him,

Smoke, but he knew what was behind it...

He got to know many different people

For them, he was God, from the realm of shadows.

There were many of them, and he was one,

And I did not see the edge behind the gray row of backs.

Smoke stood like a wall in front of him,

Smoke, but he knew what it was...

He has already seen everything there, he has already been there,

On the day when he once died,