I have sinned against my own arrogance,
And he reduced his social weight.
My sin, of course, was indelible,
Even in his circle he became despised.
“What’s the deal?“ - the district started talking -
“My friend fell victim to a wonderful disease!“
Well, the reason is ridiculously simple -
I’ve been sniffing around with my conscience, honestly!
I’d rather not be clear,
But that’s why it’s pleasant.
The longer it takes to understand,
The more I will fuck.
As soon as they say that “everything is clear“,
So be sure – your image is tarnished.
It is easy to compare the desire for understanding
With a banal thirst for empty harassment.
Don’t complain that they won’t understand in any way,
After all, there are more chances – they won’t send you far!
Yes, let it be, my soul is rude,
But endowed with love,
What will be externally good for,
Hiding bloodstains under the silk.