Lyrics Аль-Ру - Магия

From the deep woods
Of steel spider webs
Of coil springs
Synthetic keys
Black and white
I extract the rhythm.

And in the screaming crowd
And in the silence of the night
Like prisoners -
Three sad chords
Chained to the rhythm
My companions.

In a fan of fingers
Right hand -
Harmony
A handful of left
I draw the rhythm from the silence

All art in two hands
Left swing
And right swing -
I will fly and hide in the clouds

The severity of the words spoken
The severity of dreams come true
The severity of sincere feelings
The severity of someone's melodies
And the rhythms of strangers
Again in my fingers.

This night again
I'm trying to fly
Left swing
Right swing -
Three sad chords
Chained to the rhythm
Die in the dark.

In a fan of fingers
Right hand -
Harmony
A handful of left
I draw the rhythm from the silence

All art in two hands
Left swing
And right swing -
I will fly and hide in the clouds