Текст песни Bunsho (Live) - Van Der Graaf Generator

I′d just done the best work
To fall into my hands for quite some time:
Of night oil I'd burned much,
Made sure both style and content were sublime
So I put it forward
To the public forum
In anticipation of my due acclaim.
And meanwhile, by contrast,
I′d penned a eulogy, pure workaday,
Just hack work, just dashed off,
Packed full of prolix puff and sad cliche...
No-one can really tell
When their hand's been played out well
And I don't even know
How my own story goes
Or if it′s worth a jot.
I can′t see my stream.
What I thought was perfect,
What I thought was polished,
No-one thought it worth much
And they made that clear.
What I thought was worthless,
Merely repetition
Somehow tugged the heartstrings,
Brought them all to tears.
I can't see my stream.
No-one can ever know
What of their own′s their very best.