The Centuries Passing On The Earth... Poem by Dannais dde Daneann

The centuries passing on the Earth,
And let them pass - we don't mind.
These thoughts have never broken breath.
And trace of them cannot be find!

There are no tears in the eyes,
And we are not afraid of evils.
Afraid no thunder in the skies,
Resilient we are to upheavals!

Without a sadness and gladness,
Either at night or the day!
In a transparently palace,
We're living in ghostly the way...

We are immaculately dressed,
And always staying in limelight.
What for we are to be distressed,
By search for love in world so wide!

And no relations, true or false,
We've never had and have been missing.
Did not adore somebody else,
No fate, no destiny through passing!

Without a sadness and gladness,
Either at night or the day!
In a transparently palace,
We're living in ghostly the way...

Do not know evil, do not know light,
At world, we're gazing blankly.
And let the wind to blow might.
All this for us is so unheardly!

Les Figures from papier-mache,
Are calm in cities' bustling clatter.
Whatever you don't like, mon cher,
For us, we're sorry, doesn't matter!

Without a sadness and gladness,
Either at night or the day!
In a transparently palace,
We're living in ghostly the way...

And everywhere us so lot!
But we're not angels nor we're devils.
We have got kindred, please, take note,
Among the people - may believe us!

Unrecognized by you at all,
Sometimes in glory and well-being.
Hey, human creature! Hey, you, doll!
Why your kinship is not seen?

Without a sadness and gladness,
Either at night or the day!
In a transparently palace,
We're living in ghostly the way...