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белым бело
04:01
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This world
It's white as white
Let your snow be happy nevertheless
Forceful wind collides you off your feet
So what? So what?
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сходи
04:14
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Walk your way from North to South
Then it will become more clear
Who is your real friend
Dust of the roads, light of dull stars
Fog of silence, jingle of wires above your head
Walk your way through the seas to the white ices
Then it will become more clear
Who is right – you or me
Steel of lakes, flame of stones
Arrows of words, ashes of rains
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небосвод
03:39
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рад видеть тебя здесь
04:50
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Shapes of your dreams are white as sails
Sails of invisible ships floating ahead
I'd like to get home, not to be late before dark
Whether you believe it or not – the light has been and it still is
Paddles keep silence over the deepness, you know I'm very glad to see you here
Image of your words is like a swarm of swans
Swans comprised of branches of paper lines
Distant dark clouds, send then some fire
Whether you love or not – the light has been and it still is
Paddles keep silence over the deepness, you know I'm very glad to see you here
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5. |
твой цвет
04:28
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Your color is changed by means of words
By means of hands which keep flares in the eyes
They are always left alone
In the city where a soft drizzle keeps its infinite dance
What can I say?
I feel like summer going to its place, going to its place backwards
I feel like summer going to its place, going to its place backwards
Your look is changed by means of words
By means of strings, which reflect puddle's reflections in themselves
In which simple umbrellas walk
In which empty yards are so silent – and it keeps forever
What can I say?
I feel like summer going to its place, going to its place backwards
I feel like summer going to its place, going to its place backwards
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в пыль
05:02
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We may meet each other again
In the sands of this odd earth
Do you know that time has come for us to go home
Ways of rails are waiting for us
We may meet each other again
In hands of our kind winter
Leave the ghosts to these bridges
They have no place to go anyway
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8. |
море/лень
03:49
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It's a summer day, it seems that even people reflect laziness
Wandering light froze itself on the walls and (window) glass
It would be great, it would be great
To fly from one balcony to another
To chatter with you about nothing at all
It would be great, it would be great
And the calm of the sea makes me guess that waves have gone to see the world
My shade is with me, it's hidden below a paper umbrella
My shade is with me, it's hidden below a paper umbrella
It would be great, it would be great
To fly from one balcony to another
To chatter with you about nothing at all
It would be great, it would be great
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9. |
в высоте
01:33
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The height in the height is waiting for you, is waiting for me
All depth of your eyes, that reside on peaks of tears, is in the azure
It is good that neither rain nor winds took you from me
It is good that neither rain nor winds took me from you
Whatever is here will be there, whatever is there will be here
Whatever is here will be there, whatever is there will be here
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быстрота
03:18
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The swiftness is ahead, ahead of dark clouds in the distance
Don't look down, there is a flame of rats below
The swiftness along dreams that are ahead of Moon of color ash
But sometimes you lack words to outvoice the distant thunder
Swiftness is in the silence, in the silence of height
There are thousands of winds over the earth, there is night below it
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11. |
метель
04:03
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To be white as snow, to be white as ice
To lie on empty shores
To be silent on the shoulders of the passers
Why would you follow her, when the train is already on it's way?
The blizzard is sleeping on the road, looking into the eyes of yours
Why would you follow him, when the train can rush you faster?
Road posts are silent along the road, the blizzard is sleeping along the road
To be light as snow, to be light as ice
To lie on empty shores
To be silent on the shoulders of the passers
Why would you follow her, when the train is already on it's way?
The blizzard is sleeping on the road, looking into your eyes
Why would you follow him, when the train can rush you faster?
Road posts are silent along the road, the blizzard is sleeping along the road
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12. |
залезем на мачту
03:43
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Let's climb the mast, it will be easier to see from it
How long we still have to sail through this fog
Sails are nothing without wind, like the light of a lighthouse, which hasn't been lit for a long time
Which hasn't been lit for ages
We are leaving with nothing, but I'm glad that we sound as a one-string chord
We are leaving with nothing, but I'm glad that we sound as a one-string chord
We are leaving with nothing, but I'm glad that we sound as a one-string chord
We'll fall asleep on the ground and leaves will cover us
They will hide us from dark northern clouds in this fog
Life without love is empty, like a sky without stars, like a night without Moon
Which is not up to us
We are leaving with nothing, but I'm glad that we sound as a one-string chord
We are leaving with nothing, but I'm glad that we sound as a one-string chord
We are leaving with nothing, but I'm glad that we sound as a one-string chord
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13. |
за стеклом троллейбуса
01:45
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What are you seeing here behind the trolley-bus glass?
I know something cheerful will happen to you
And letting the rain to be in your soul along with the wind
Catch your summer by its tail now!
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