Алина Волнами - Мы станем рассветом
текст песни

The rusty sky cries hieroglyphs.
Unknown to me
Consciousness is cramped.
Close the creaky doors on the key
Everything that has long been entered into the crown,
With thoughts, frantic.
To "re" and to "mi" look at me,
We are alone among the cryptic streets.
Squinting to distant horizons,
Style all imaginary boundaries.
We are weightless on bright pages.
We will write our main novel by birds,
What sparkles in the dreams of timid.
In the meantime, fog prevails in us,
And the aspirations are clogged with traffic jams.
We are trampled, we are smoked.
We are not forgotten by someone, ourselves.
We are discouraged, broken and crumpled,
And we became cold in winter.
The stone sharpens water, but we are nowhere.
We are sculptures of a frozen echo.
We were beaten by the wind, leaving no trace,
Our screams on dead cassettes.
And from the nets the swords are beaten off;
The goalkeeper bow undeservedly,
Trying all fame.
Who does not wave without May,
Who does not repent without kaya,
Not confused among the systems.
The abbreviations eat figures of words
Neat cultural accent,
And an immense absorber of dreams
We will postpone a penalty or cent.
The souls of the soul are ruined for the center of the capital;
The walls are impregnated with hypocrisy.
I ask: let's break
This world is madly gray.
Come on in the sky only the moon
And the wolves have the keys in a dense forest.
Let's start your novel
And go where the thoughts will be carried away with themselves.
We will become dawn
And the first day of summer.
The hands will turn into a pen.
Convulsions of branches
In the middle of pale notes
Give me dumb heat.
A bottle of follen "I can't"
We break the trembling window.
Let's flare a bright salute.
We don't care.

04/04/13

Otto Dix - Orpheus