Дана Сидерос aka lllytnik - Это сродни походу в волшебный лес... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This is akin to going to the magical forest. Until you hide iron in his ground, until you leave the path, do not trample the grass, your path is safe, stones and stumps are dead.

But it is worth once chasing the moths, leaving traces in clay, secretly get an egg from the nest, injure the tieis accidentally - throw your compass, you can’t leave anymore. It doesn’t matter who you were before, and what you could. You are the property of these trees, walking moss, walnut and hazel, snake and snake venom, a rounded black stone at the bottom of the stream. You will grow into his green flesh, crawl with lingonberries among peat swamps, rushing about the colorful bird in captivity of branches: without rules, without numbers, without names in the head.

It looks like dusty darkness. Let you dodger, let the ace and knife on the belt be lining - it doesn’t matter to her who you are. The words dry and crumble at hand. This is how to see the last morning dream in which you are accepted, listened and forgiven. Summing out of sleep, shake, lie, clap a helplessly with steel sash of gills.

You expect a set of standard phrases from me, and you will get them, my friend, but not this time. If you do not like the viscous dark ballads, do not ask anymore how I do.