Invisible Man

Михаил Моставлянский
An invisible man walked along the sidewalk.
He had no one whom he could ever talk [to].
He was poorly dressed, and shivering with cold.
He looked very tired, so ugly and old...

He was invisible, and nobody saw
How tired, old, and ugly he was. So,
It does not matter, though, how you look,
If nobody sees you walking near the brook,

If nobody cares about you…
The man was invisible. The day was blue.