Mike Tinley - Лавина
текст песни

There is not enough day - I will be and night instead of the wind,
There is no time - and during the dial there is no place for me,
Per kilometer - a meter - my verses - vector,
Leads me behind the light - that in the far - vow,

Burns - in the wilderness - cars - concrete and floors,
The pain in his soul has long been fulfilled ...
For a long time I have resolved questions for myself,
We value when we lose - not before, not after,

I am balancing on the cable - under the perspective of the world,
Catching the motives of the word ghostly creative,
Only marvelous is knocking me down - in that paint of eyes,
Under myriads of tonality of ardent speeches,

This stream of emotions is Niagara of Illusions,
And I get lost with you just because in the know
That the feeling will not leave me is the rest of rest,
After all, my mind - only with you alone is rested ...

From year to year, will, day and hour by hour,
Minutes in a minute - seconds will be often,
We will beat off the motives of fate under the singing of birds,
And with the first day of spring - all the snow inside us will dissolve ...

Forget the grief ... once and for all,
Keep my palms tightly hugging yes
Yes, you are the same, yes, exactly,
I was covered with an avalanche - yes - yes - yes, in an instant ...

I will create Eden for you - in the canvases of the world,
I will write paintings - with the colors of God the ether,
I am abundance - I am your second one half,
You were covered by me - my spiritual avalanche

I will create 8 note for you - a note of heart,
You will fall into it forever a path from the Terce,
I'm your door - I'm your second half
You covered me - my spiritual avalanche ...

I am too often lost - not finding an answer
Why are you there, I am not with you,
Why without those emotions - I am so empty,
Your voice on the phone - sounds very sad,

Let this dim light - leave the edge of hopes,
That everything will be as before, we have tenderly,
But I, of course, is not a realist sooner
Pragmatik - in pursuit of a utopian idea ...

And where I am - in this score of broken mirrors,
With my feet on fragments - I did not look for pain ...
Never ... and I will never become ...
Fifs from fate - even in open shutters,

I will not stop - to fight for the principles of dreams,
The flood fluid is tied tightly by the sea knot,
I was lucky with you - you are right with me,
I'm sure that I am right,

On the cells of the chessboard - urban longing,
Feelings in my chest - and they can’t click on Skip,
The brains are scored only by us - in the desert of abstractions,
Around is faceless, but I feel our vibrations,

I want to stay with you ... once and for all
Keep my palms tightly hugging yes
Yes, you are the same, yes, exactly,
I was covered with an avalanche - yes - yes - yes, in an instant ...