Сл. Александр Костюнин, муз. и исп. Людмила Тимоева - Звук тишины
текст песни

The sound of silence

The image is born, the glare of thought ...
With a whirlwind suddenly - to the sky up!
The text is renounced, outwardly wonderful,
Someone dictates: his own is not a stranger.

Letters and syllables buzz with a cloud of flies,
And only the spirit serves the navigator
Light arts of the prey arts,
But the art subsides to imitate.

And then ...

Then the marvelous muse
Steam is inflated.
And rhyme of a wonderful commotion,
And a clean text is a stream.
Wanted a stream of stormy!
A river passing into the flood ...
But no,
It will allow a timid kiss.
Decent, strictly everything.
And the phrase - to the phrase,
The topic is to the topic.
Three syllables ahead - two ago.
First write - think in the morning!
On pancakes, suffixes and points
Lay out, squeeze the stanza.
And commas, agile cockroaches,
Showie a slipper.

...

And sweet fear, and soaring spirit.
And in the universe only you
And he.
- Well, now, Adam,
Try it on yourself.

And silence.

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