Френки Шоу - Мечты - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

So ladies and gentlemen.

Today I am the one who does not sit still for a second, constantly accelerating in pursuit of some happiness, which I always see it somewhere there, there is around the bend. And I constantly say to myself: “Well, a new album will come out and then I will be truly happy, or I’ll get divorced or get married, or I’ll move to another city and then I will certainly be happy ... recognizable, is it not true?.

So, my dear ...

It is clear that around the bend we are unlikely to find what we are looking for, right? Because there, more of what is in the field of our vision is a new turn, and behind it is another one, and more, and so most likely will be endlessly, right?

And incredibly right are those of advanced psychotherapists who are talking about "emotional underfeedness" in a childhood, or rather in the manual period of our lives. When we were all swaddled tightly and left to fall asleep alone, thereby forming a sense of happiness, not as a natural presence, but as a goal. To which it is necessary to run, strive, track out and at a certain moment to seize, otherwise the mother will leave again and we will again remain alone in the darkness of the barred crib ...

And here it is a deeply requested sense of anxiety, which, according to these advanced thinkers, is a natural consequence of emotional hunger. And now, already becoming adults, we constantly feel this vague anxiety, as if something elusive, and nevertheless, we have been lost forever. And this is expressed in the inexplicable conviction that we can only be happy to earn or stole the next million. And so! The desired is already almost achieved, and happiness is about to fall on our heads, you just have to buy this toy, then this one and, finally, this one, well, this one too ... But no matter how much we saturate our pockets, brains and brains and brains and things stomachs, something strange is happening, as we all know: we continue to want an even greater feeling of satiety, even greater wealth, power, glory ... even more love. Until that all achieved abundance leads us to the awareness of total emptiness, already with any insatiable saturation and longing. And it sounds so funny, right?

That at the source of all this incredible emptiness and pain of all the same, the infant desire to fall asleep in the arms of the mother, once simply unsatisfied ...

And it is clear that at the age of 16 it is completely normal to think that happiness is somewhere ahead, around the turn of the eighteenth anniversary, that at 30 it is very close, you just have to solve the apartment issue and change the vases for a foreign car and tighten this busty beauty to the bed ... But here we are already over 40, and for some reason there is no longer any mention of the fact that it should already be in excess. And we again and again, and for the umpteenth time we glide with an insatiable gaze slide along the windows of the world, and this is the most “necessary” again somewhere there, around the turn ...

And then dying, we hear that happiness is not “somewhere there”, that it is always “here and now”, that it is the joy of very simple feelings, and we understand that we are knowing it ... But we never even thought about This, like everyone else, fled somewhere there, for an ever-slipping ghost ...