Fruitcake ("Сумасшедший"- с англ.)

Поверить невозможно, но сегодня уже 20 лет, как его нет на Земле...Фрэдди, изначально это было просто стихотворение о подростках. Но теперь это стихотворение - для тебя.
"Show must go on..." (c)

My dreamed away,
Following day
Will crash your heart for pieces...
But now just air
In your hair,
Full of golden glitters.



Till the night is falling down,
Till the day is coming,
Be awake,
My sweet fruitcake
As long as dinner running!

Forever dead,
But stayed alive,
With bleeding soul, so tender...
Art for art's sake,
My dear fruitcake,
Yourself - for you, remember!

Till the night is falling down,
Till the day is coming,
Don't let this cream
To be your dream
Or mountain for climbing!

Wild innocence
Is your romance -
Rebel, what always thrilling...
In spite of all
Rules of the world,
To find YOUR plate from million!

Till all the nights are falling down,
Till all the days are coming,
Life couldn't eat
Your bitter creed,
But will be always trying...