A beautiful face, A clear intonation, An anxious breathiness,

A beautiful face, A clear intonation, An anxious breathiness, Tremor and grace. Broadcasts messages from the screen, That there's no living Neither in the far nor in the near Information space. And it climbs stubbornly into the consciousness, How lucky we are To live in peace and share accord. And it's no disaster that there isn't always Enough money for yourself. And the electricity treacherously goes out. And really, You don't like the behaviour of the local authorities? Listen, come on, who whines When such things Are going on in the world! You start feeling ashamed For thoughts about your own "I".