Bisz/Radex - Margines

On the sidelines, I'll write down my life
Drawing meaningless ornaments
Like a wayward student staring out the window
Thinking about the bell during a boring lesson
Voices dictate, but the hand wanders
In this narrow zone of freedom
The hot June never ends
Consciousness drips onto the pages like sweat
I always had to be on my side
Because to them, I was just a blank page, just
Dream worlds remained within me
Erased in others, clean, smooth
Slightly shifted in relation to the rest
History rolls on, mine twists
Through long, countless days
Although they say the bell is ringing for me

Ring, ring
Ring, ring, the bell is ringing for me
Ring, ring, damn it
I'd like to keep living on the sidelines
Easier to be myself on the sidelines
Not on the front pages, no!
On the sidelines, yes!
Not on everyone's lips, no!
On the sidelines

The breathless center desires vacations again
And I killed time in the outskirts
Cultivating the fruits of procrastination
I don't have to rush to pick them, I don't have to
I have the right to gravity
I spat out the word "use" long ago
My moment passes, and I just watch
As the soft distance grows between us
In the suburbs, wild exuberance
Not that cunning egocentrism, no!
So I give a cold goodbye to avatars, bye!
Because I want to grow, not just rise
They'd like to occupy my narrow bandwidth, never
Because for me, the mainstream is a boring channel, what?
But they rarely catch my frequency, rarely
Because we broadcast on opposite waves
On opposite waves
On opposite waves, on opposite waves

I'd like to keep living on the sidelines
Easier to be myself on the sidelines
Not on the front pages, no!
On the sidelines, yes!
Not on everyone's lips, no!
On the sidelines

Ring, ring
The bell is ringing for me
Yes? No?
Damn, I'm tired...