Текст песни Песни Алой Книги - 16. Песня неприкаянности

The river and the stones in it are sharp
And the far shore is steep.
And bonfires are burning behind
But there they are not waiting for me.
And all that was here with me
I should forget
Leave the beach behind
And cross the river.
Minutes run like water
Sand washing off a handful.
And here, on this shore,
I am only an occasional guest.
No one is waiting for me on that
And no one is happy with me.
I'm just going forward
And I do not look back.
I'll go through the night to dawn
And from dawn - to the day.
“And where is my homeland?” -
I ask a question.
And rain and wind, snow and heat
They say to me in response:
"The long way is your home,
There is no other home. "
No home comfort
Could not attract me
And even your eternal rest
I find I am in the middle of the road.
I don’t keep counting steps and days,
I don’t know the score for years.
But it still hurts me
Nobody is waiting anywhere.