Один среди Огней

The pavement shines with ice and grit. I walk until my shoes don't fit. I see the windows glowing blue, Shadows dancing two by two. I am a ghost in a winter coat, With a lump of iron in my Throat. They are counting down the seconds to the end. I'm just walking round the river bend. Happy New Year to the traffic lights, To the stray dogs and the satellites. I don't feel the time passing by, Just the cold air In the sky. A bottle smashed upon the street. The sound of rhythm, the sound of feet. I hear the cheering far away. Tomorrow is another day. But tonight I am an astronaut, Exploring space that I Forgot. They are counting down the seconds to the end. I'm just walking round the river bend. Happy New Year to the traffic lights, To the stray dogs and the satellites. I don't feel the time passing by, Just the cold air in the sky. Ten, Nine, Eight, Zero. Ten, nine, Eight, Zero.