Over the weekend, I recited a bunch of my old poems into the microphone and decided to make an instrumental for at least one of them.
This one was written in 2008, one of my oldest texts.
***ОТЧАЯНИЕ
...И сам я в глубокой жопе,
с отчаянием наперевес.
Любить всех подряд - помогает,
но разве хоть что-то решает
подобие снятия ломки?
Насквозь лицемерный процесс.
Как будто зависнув у кромки
обрыва, знать лишь одно:
падение неминуемо.
Это отчаяние неописуемо.
Но каждый, кто встречал на крыше
амфетаминовый восход,
или опаздывал на последнюю электричку,
или терял любимого,
меня поймет.
***DESPAIR
... And I am absolutely down and out,
armed with desperation.
To love everyone — that helps,
but does it solve anything?
Like removal of withdrawal syndrome —
absolutely hypocritical process.
As if hovering at the edge,
one knows only one thing:
the fall is inevitable.
This desperation is indescribable.
But anyone who met
amphetamine sunrise on the roof,
or had been late for the last train,
or lost a loved one
will understand me.
@petemurphy Feb 2022
This is brilliant. Really well performed.
I love the line "amphetamine sunrise on the roof", but the whole lyric is ace.