Рифмовать я не умею ни на русском, ни на английском, однако во втором случае это более-менее простительно да и по тематике подходит. Никто ведь не говорил что стихи должны быть на русском?
Tomorrow fates will be decided,
Tomorrow bull and bear will clash.
And yet with no one have I sided,
Just like this desert I will serve no man.
My tower overlooks the vast Mojave,
I see the legionaries preparing to attack,
I see the troops of the republic marching
To push the eastern tribesmen back.
But hidden underground is my army,
A wild card that’s ready to be played.
The Hoover Dam belongs to Vegas,
And this accursed city now belongs to me.
The Bull? The Bear? It really doesn’t matter,
The beasts of old can’t build a Brave New World.
I’ll silence their annoying chatter,
And will keep following my very Lonesome Road.
