I.Witness - Зеркало Треснуло - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The mirror is cracked, an avalanche of waves will wash away everything that remains of the old, tried-and-true life. Rut after rut will turn into raging rivers, washing out and scraping out the crusty, rusty bottom. With all the abomination that you hid from yourself. Buried in the darkest deep layers. What is covered with fetid mucus and now strives to rise to the top. Again the open jaws of the gaping doorways await. Where not so long ago the light was on and it was warm and cozy. And now their fangs on the door frames seem ready to close like a red-hot iron trap and tighten around their necks like a noose.

When you don’t turn on the light, and you feel someone’s gaze from an empty corner in the dark and you dream of waking up. But no, this is not a dream. This is your defeat. Now you're on a leash and won't go anywhere. From the oppression of alarm bells and knocking on curtained windows. From the ghosts of laughter and voices that once sounded here. Lively glances of dusty paintings and grinning photographs. From rare and echoing footsteps in the far room behind a locked door.

How much glass does it take to make the rivers of life lines flow backwards? Fill your sweaty palms to the brim with warm, living blood. Open your eyes, turn on the light, light a fire, break a window. And drive out this disease without waiting for the morning. Leave forever this shelter of your own fear, memories, lies, hopes from a past life. Which has long been flowing through the fingers of losses, bereavements, almost invented memories. Where the stars tore the sky apart, digging into the rough turf in a hissing mass. And the night is always darkest before the dawn. And then morning - and dew will fall.

There is no memory, which means there are no promises. There are no faces that have all become one and the same.

And let the empty mirrors multiply the light.