Сlay - Невесомость - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We all float in the salty waters of tears

Burning the days of the calendar with bright anger

And who could say that all this is not serious

Who could say that all this is not about you

Empty words, the sadness of a cold spring

Wherever you run, dead ends await you everywhere

Stop and wait until the boundaries disappear and the kingdom of life-giving silence comes within.

Flights after the grotto, if love was not a concern, you play in the grass opposite the aging poplars

And yet we are children, walking around the planet

carving out legends of our days on the slabs

Run home quickly, there is a talisman, and a warm century, there the terrible world is just a myth and the foam of dreams will speak sorrows

The burden of wanderers, bypassing death, will lead us into the dawn, along the paths of long years into mysterious distances

As if everything had been decided

We are all one, we are all one

We go to the bottom as foolish children

To become someone from nobody

Bad luck and the tea got cold

Stars fell, they had no strength

The world was never like this

But the storm will pass, and you will become different

Old roofs, tired clouds

Years will heal dreams with good nature

The flame of a fire on a stone cliff

Nights are now so hard quicksand

Separation from yourself will teach, wipe the dust from the attic

Sometimes it is needed, so that the soul is fresh

Enough running through the dark streets of cities

Let your heart eclipse the noise of hundreds of voices

You can do everything,

You have everything you need to build your paradise here

They sent the current through the wires, the noise of phonograms rings around,

Along the alleys and courtyards, on the heels of the melted morning.

Be there. And hold your breath again

As for the first time, having broken into blood.

Listen, how the limbo acquires this spirit of hunger

As the storm subsides after all the despair,

And the curtain melts from happiness-knowledge.

Running from karma to the edge, so fate throws us all, and we live, huddled in bedrooms

worrying about ourselves.

Stop running through dark city streets

Let your heart drown out the noise of hundreds of voices

You can do anything, just don't run away

You have everything you need to build your own paradise here