TRANSLATION

Title: Bridge

Bones:
the light finds me asleep in my room
a cigarette in my hand that has long burnt out on the notepad
my mind travels to tomorrow
boarding endless lines in an empty wagon
with a jaw that has rusted from injustice
a cloth that didn't fly in the wind
hesitantly I bid farewell to 2 faces from the window
suddenly I look behind me
I want to magnetise my compass to the North
to create something from zero like a god
but to live a second life like a human
I have my own bridge to cross
after it opens in two- I have to manage to go through before I sink
I will come out into the open seas and explore the mysteries of the ocean
It seems ideal-
but I am walking on the edge of the bridge-
and until the moment comes, my every step will be a drunken song to surrender to
in the depths of the night I follow time
like the endless chase of the child I am searching for


The city is behind me and below me is water
And this bridge does not have a clear destination
In every stop, I leave behind the contacts that don't carry meaning
I look at the sky, and allow myself to be burned by its overwhelming vibe

Ksorki:
All my life I'm wondering without a steady foundation
Passing through deserts and forests until the sound of my steps completely disappears
an anthem of ghosts that has nested within me,
with bones and memories wrapped tightly in its baggage
My eyes are shut, sensing the breath of the city
the smell of the ice; the melody of the riverfront that is singing
a different song for every passer-by that stands in front of her
and like an embrace
it invites me to nullify myself in its emptiness
as suddenly as the flower of youth decays and gets old
the anguish of the fall awakes dead secrets
a prisoner of passion and whatever it births
I have wings on my feet but I'm walking on nails
Endless cycle, a chain on my ankle
Having a dialogue with the wall
Figures from the past are touching me in the twilight
from love to twisted hatred
Naked in the cold, fighting demons with a broken sword
My companion is the chill up my spine
I still extract gold from burnt chests
Like a school of birds that migrates far away
I forge connections while undoing shackles