All has merged, sounds and pictures
All is meaningless, all is absurd
I'm laying with the spread hands
And I'm looking for sky changes
I'm looking up day and night
The eyes are full of azure
I feel how soil is moved apart
By the thin threads of grass
I want to be the sky so vastly
It's different every moment
There are no dust and no bustle
In the clouds there's a lot of repose
The danger's approaching from the south
The sky tears are about to spill
The drops fall in the eyes,
Into the open mouth
The heaven wants to fall
It lost his own repose
The heaven sees my world in a dream
The heaven wants to be me
The firmament's darkening sternly,
Has collapsed on me like a wave
Dying, the stars are born
The moon waxes and wanes
Asteroids are falling down
They won't find the road to their home
It's so similar to our life
In the sky all seems to be otherwise
The heaven wants to fall
It lost his own repose
The heaven sees me in a dream
The heaven wants to be me
I'd like flit as a bird
To freedom from the fusty vault
On the woods the bonfire's rejoicing
To the sky the sparks are rising
Smoke's rising to the sky
There's rising of the hot steam
And I could rising with him
To this sky, where all's otherwise
The heaven wants to fall
It lost his own repose
The heaven wants to lay on the earth
With the spread hands in the grass
The heaven wants to be me