They said his head was up in space and they would bring him down to Earth, Essentially he came from nothing and that is what he was worth, He’d never get to go to university to learn, Only degrees he’d ever show would be the first degree burns From those that came too close, they told him he was too bright, That’s why no one ever looked him in the eyes, His judgment became clouded So did the sky, With evaporated tears as the sun started to cry.
Ему говорили, не витать в облаках, спуститься на землю. Он — никто, он — прах. Ему не светило пойти в университет. Если у него и будет степень, то ожога от тех, кто подошёл слишком близко. Ему говорили, он ярок ужасно и смотреть ему в глаза просто опасно. Его ум затуманился, дождём заплакало Солнце, и покрылось тучами небо.