Дорога Водана - Сны - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

"...friends, listen, there is such a marvelous, marvelous miracle, in reality or in a dream, people live in a village

big, they call it a city... high mansions, no trees, everyone scurries along stone paths... noise, hubbub, iron beasts

run, and some with riders... It's scary, scary, it's unknown what kind of skald came up with it while drunk,

I'd like to rip out his tongue... Such a thing, only you can see in a dream!"

Sometimes

In the cities

Along the arrow of the clock

From nights to days,

Into this reality,

They come to us

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Dreams,

Strange dreams...

At the crossroads

Like a shower of water

From the dark sky

Dreams pour themselves out,

Flying like a flock of crows.

In rigid contours,

In empty windows

They stick together absurdly,

Tugging at someone's raincoats,

Looking into people's faces.

The sharp edges

Of fast minutes

Cut their feet,

The hands of the clock fly into them,

The day catches them in snares.

This is a game and

Shadows run

Along the road;

Sand flows, rustling.

The night knits knots.

A moment - and

You can hear how dreams breathe,

The quiet

Evening lay down on the roofs.

The run is over,

The darkness is familiar.

All

Dreams

Again