you at all
l felt sorry for my wife
even... after that case
even when l just saw her. . .
And l felt sorry for my daughter. . .
her little hands...
l had no idea...
how mean l was to them
Even now l feel sorry for them,
when they're gone. . .
But l can be truly mean to you
lt's easy!
For it's you who made this world mean
You
What are you languishing for?
Want to get in there?
Try to understand, it's all just
the side effects
That's not actually what they
let you in there for
None of that has anything to do
with the real matter
What, you think l let you in there
by my own free will?
You understand, l owe them,
they've caught hold of me...
The State
They think they hold me...
l don't give a damn about them,
nor about you
l have to find out myself, see
l myself need it so much
because. . .
l'm already dead...
Dead
l have no soul
l died long ago
But you're still here
That's all
l'd give everything for your
dumb life
Give my whole genius mind
My past, my memories -
l need none of it
Take the money and go
Get drunk, pick up a woman,
go on holiday. Great!
Eh? See, you think it's great?
So what do you expect from
this machine?
Your dreams to come true?
See, you're nothing
Rubbish
You're a dust particle
Dust of the universe
What's a dust particle's dream?
Something dumb?
Tell me honestly
Well, what's in there?
My body's there...
Ah. Yours, is it?
And l want it back
For keeps
Do you have any idea what
happens there?
lt is hell. Truly
You've had such a dose of radiation
already that
if l switch that thing on once more
there'll be nothing left of you
Can't you understand?
Well, if you wish, go in
Go on
What are you doing?
l won't turn it on
You're completely insane?
- But please!
- l said no
- Please
- And no 'pleases'
l agree to everything
He agrees
Hmm, agree to everything?
So long as l turn on...
this pleasure principle of yours
OK then
But first sign me a paper
For the office. . .
Gran
Alyosha
Coming
ln place of warmth - there's green glass
ln place of fire - there's smoke
A day's snatched out
of the calendar grid
The red sun is burning right out
The day is burning down too
Upon the flaming city a shadow falls
Change!
Our hearts cry for- Change
Change!
Our eyes beg for- Change
ln our laughter, in our tears
And in the pulsing of our veins:
Change!
We wait for change!
Change!
Our hearts cry for- Change
Change!
Our eyes beg for- Change
ln our laughter, in our tears
And in the pulsing of our veins:
Change!
We wait for change!
Translation:
Anna Gunin, Yulia Kolesnik,
Alexei lvanov, Alexei Ageev