Женя Петров, GrubyЙ - Я больше не жду - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I no longer expect anything from anyone at all.

If I fall, I'll get up myself, even with difficulty.

I'll get up and wave to you all with a silent grin.

It all comes down to childhood, believing in miracles.

It's simpler than it seems, I finally got it.

Trust only yourself, not rumors.

And reasoning with myself, so many years passed.

Until I realized that the problems were only in my head.

I accumulated resentments, fraying my nerves to the point of utter despair.

I wandered alone through cold, wet courtyards.

Thinking that no one understands me here.

It turned out, more often than not, that I don't understand myself.

And only the wind, a fellow traveler, blows at my back.

I walk, hiding my eyes under the cap, full of indifference.

But inside me is a burden that I'll hardly shed.

My panacea is the moment of suffocation.

It seems like a lot of time has passed.

Of what was allotted. Events have been exchanged during which my opinions have undergone changes. And the impatience of debates should have taught me wisdom.

And it seems time to consign to oblivion all the stupid things I commit unintentionally due to my stupidity. I wish I could quickly grow to wisdom so I wouldn't have to ask myself for forgiveness.

And it seems it's not all that complicated.

It's simply disgusting, nauseating.

And thoughts, like tiny, insignificant gnats, get on my nerves.

And I seem to analyze that there's a desire to move the walls. I instantly, without a doubt, feel not an iota of laziness in my knees; it seems I've found the right path.

But as soon as I find myself on the line,

My eyes suddenly become clouded with fog, covered with frost, and I imagine I'll walk on mines, disappear, and no one will remember my name.

This will probably continue until I muster the courage and strength to admit to myself that no one is to blame for my problems; I am responsible for myself and my actions. There's no need to look for who's right or who's left. I am the architect of my own destiny. Only the eternal "if only" and "would..." are with me.

The fog will clear,

And all my self-deception,

And all my paths,

Will not lead me

To a dead end, and I will find

The path to salvation.