В последнее время я увлеклась написанием песен на английском языке. Вот одна:

"Disregard"
© Рысь Рэки

Outcast, deportee,
I'm just a little lynx with no property.
I haven't money for new coming day
And I don't know the aim of my way.
I'm lost, and all of my dreams fade out
So how can I keep from crying out loud?

Outrage, bleeding howl,
I can't cope with wrath that holds my soul. 
I'm exhausted; I'm dead on my paws,
I feel an inner battle and a heat in the claws.
I wanna grasp, I wanna grip the cad
That somehow tends to make me bad!

~Errrr!..~

I don't need in your advice
But you listen to me:
Ev'rything will go otherwise
If I should be free.

Oh I have not money for new day,
And I don't know the aim of my way…
I haven't money for new coming day,
And I don't know the aim of my way…
New day, new way, new day, new way,
New day, new way, new day, new way,
And now I lead astray…

New day, new way, new day, new way,
New day, new way, new day, new way,
And now I lead astray…