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Monochrome Memories
03:31
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Lies ... as they burn, ringing in my ears,
now return, stinging, all those years
followed you, standing at my door.
Now I have nothing to believe
and I’m through listening anymore…
Love ... fallen hard, dreaming of the Moon
Now the scarred echo of a wound
bleeds again, streaming in the cold
and though it was fitfully asleep
Now awake, stirring in my soul…
I’d have given up my life...
just to see you standing in the light...
just to feel you breathing in the night…
Love, tossed aside, scattered on the floor
Like my pride, battered and ignored
in the dust, shapeless and obscured
and now I have nothing to believe
Hidden thus, faceless void and blurred…
Now I see everything shaded gray…
Monochrome memories fade away…
Now I see everything shaded gray…
(Bathed in pale moonlit glow shining down)
Monochrome memories fade away…
(Like a veil falling slow to the ground)
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Ptichka
07:51
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(Лети, птичка, лети... >> Leti, ptichka, leti... >> “Fly, little bird, fly...”)
Not the moon drawing on me with a piece of chalk,
Nor a bird on the branch waiting for a Spring
Not the mocker nor the mocked
Or an elvish song in MP3
Nothing, nothing…
Not all the scientists with their nerdy telescopes
Not a home-bird, nor a skipper who crossed the globe
Nothing meets eternity...
Лети, птичка, лети ... лети...
Not the symbolism of a tiny leaf
Not a boundless sky, neither a forest nor a tree,
Not Egon Schiele nor Archip Kuindży
Neither Vrubel’s lilacs nor all his demons
Nothing, nothing…
Mais j’ai un peu d’espoir
Un bel et mince espoir
Лети, птичка, лети ... лети...
В поисках тепла и света*
Маюсь я, но что-то в этом есть
От меня и то и это
Зимний город прячет где-то
Здесь
(* ... with grateful acknowledgement to Dmitry Burdin of the band Нихау.)
Лети, птичка, лети ... лети...
Not the moon drawing on me with a piece of chalk,
Nor a bird on the branch waiting for a Spring
Лети, птичка, лети ... лети...
Not the mocker nor the mocked
Or an elvish song in MP3
Лети...
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Nihil Tactum
04:14
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Born of forgotten dreams, drawn from divinity
(Born of forgotten dreams...)
Your eyes reflect God’s schemes, a subtle blasphemy
(Your eyes reflect God’s schemes...)
Thrown into sharp relief, unheard of ecstasy
(I still have eyes to see...)
Yet I am in despair of truly reaching you
(But now there is no light...)
And live again what might have been…
Awake as you sleep, in silence so deep yet
Deafened by a choir of demons
Quicksilver moonlight plays, soft dance upon your skin
(Quicksilver moonlight plays...)
No price I would not pay to hold you once again
(No price I would not pay...)
Each and every day, one ends the next begins
(I still have time to grieve...)
And yet I still remain in shadowed solitude
(but lost the will to fight...)
In love restrained, my heart in chains…
Revisit the day, a promise you’d made, but
Hope remains strangely elusive
All ... we’ve ever been...
Is all ... we’ll ever be…
And all ... the words we say ... until today
Touch upon nothing…
So many times I’ve tried making some amends
(I gave it all that I could give...)
So many times I’ve failed to quite understand you
(Began so small and got too big...)
How much more can I give in to your demands?
(I watched it fall, sand through a sieve...)
Juggler balancing, afraid to drop the ball
In my own mind I grasp at the straws of fear
(I gave it all that I could give...)
Rehearsed the lines that I try to hold so dear now
(Began so small and got too big...)
Remember times I lapsed into sudden tears
(I watched it fall, sand through a sieve...)
And so we remain touching nothing at all
Regret again, what might have been…
In life restrained, decorum reigns…
I linger on…
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For You
06:50
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Raise the tearful eyes of yours and look. The sky is blue
The sky is doomed ... but today it shines for you
For you...
Empty the cup. Play your part. Someday there will be nothing left of you
Someday the fungi will eat you to the forest but today
You eat the mushroom
Raise the tearful eyes of yours and look. The sea is blue
The sea is doomed ... but today it sings for you
For you...
Someday your bones, as white as snow, will decorate the room for roots and worms
Someday your tooth will be anchored by roots
But today you bite the fruit
Raise the tearful eyes of yours and look. The sea is blue...
Raise the tearful eyes of yours, raise your eyes...
Raise the tearful eyes of yours and look. The sea is blue...
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Latibulate
04:39
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One will live, to live is the rarest thing in the world
Most people exist and that is all
My skull is in a vice; the more you speak, the less I understand you
Due to my defy, I’m an ivy on your wall
Mute as a growing weed, a desire to love, to live, is a shield,
I latibulate in serenity...
A life turned upside-down...
The things I love, things I’m sick of, don’t have a place in this world
My skull is in a vice; the more you speak, the less I understand you
Due to my defy, I’m an ivy on your wall
Mute as a growing weed, a desire to love, to live, is a shield,
I latibulate in serenity...
From this life I’m expecting everything, I require it
Though it may hurt and sear...
I wish to sink in silence; I’ve had enough of this
Impose it on others; words don’t bring peace...
One will live, to live is the rarest thing in the world
Most people exist and that is all
My skull is in a vice; the more you speak, the less I understand you
Due to my defy, I’m an ivy on your wall
Mute as a growing weed, a desire to love, to live, is a shield,
I latibulate in serenity...
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