I can’t describe a thing I saw
I saw it once or twice or more
It gave me sense that I was man
And I could feel a joy since then
I can’t describe a thing I felt
I felt it once and I was geld
The thing did me a crazy for a time
And I began to show a mime
I can’t describe a thing I heard
I heard it once when was in bed
And hardly I began to think
What was that mysterious thing?
Poem about nothing-стих ни о чем, на английском
© Copyright: Алексей Галеев, 2010
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