Lyrics Вольта - Сердце
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Сердце пурпурным потоком рисует тела не мои,
Силлаботоны в стеклянной темнице - света доли или долы,
Или тони в этих тоннелях несбытой любви,
Где волей не волей, но кто-то в колокол пустой постоянно звонит.
Зачерпните воздуха лёгкие - покажите воздух тяжелый,
Голосом-молнией разряженный, гармонией прожженный, -
Пошёл вон... И разрывает артерии баритон терминный,
Выгравированный темпом и техникой, терпением и верой.
Пусть первой потухшей звездой на рассвете
Душа моя стихнет в стихах постепенно
И стены материи в дырах ударов
Покинут те тропы просторов вселенной,
В которых мы феноменально немы, но вырисовывали веды намедни...
А день и с тобой уже не такой, каким раньше был:
Бледно оранжевый, пресно-окрашенный,
С приторным привкусом или притворным ганжика...
Давай не будем о нормах даже, ведь я выше, больше, дальше...
А вера - и та не моя, и тАя в инь янях, ваянья таЯ
Для влияния на тайм сквозь сознания края,
Копая, куя, купая, кая... Высоковольтная моя,
Вера верная! Искри не умирая!
В окнах слепо замкнутых, за замками загнаных
В ключи частиц,
С блефом включи бриз, жди лучи - выйдут скоро из
Горизонта, им резон то позабыть про сон,
Да нести свободы мегатонны каждому дому...
My heart draws my bodies in a purple stream,
Sillabotons in the glass dungeon - the light of the stake or the dale,
Or tony in these tunnels of unfulfilled love,
Where the will is not free, but someone in the bell is constantly calling empty.
Scoop up air light - show the air is heavy,
The voice-lightning discharged, harmony burned, -
He went ... And breaks the arteries of the baritone term,
Engraved by pace and technique, patience and faith.
Let the first extinct star at dawn
My soul will abate in verse gradually
And the walls of matter in holes of blows
Leave those paths of the universe,
In which we are phenomenally dumb, but the vedis of the past ...
And the day with you is not the same as it used to be:
Pale orange, fresh-stained,
With a sugary flavor or a feigned dagger ...
Let's not talk about the norms even, because I'm taller, bigger, farther ...
And faith - and that not mine, and THAI in yin yaney, sculpture thai
To influence the time through the consciousness of the edge,
Digging, smoking, bathing, kaya ... My high-voltage,
Faith is true! Iskari is not dying!
In the windows blindly closed, behind the locks of the driven
In the keys of particles,
With a bluff, turn on the breeze, wait for the rays - come out soon
Horizon, it is their reason to forget about sleep,
Yes, to carry the freedom of megaton to every house ...
Sillabotons in the glass dungeon - the light of the stake or the dale,
Or tony in these tunnels of unfulfilled love,
Where the will is not free, but someone in the bell is constantly calling empty.
Scoop up air light - show the air is heavy,
The voice-lightning discharged, harmony burned, -
He went ... And breaks the arteries of the baritone term,
Engraved by pace and technique, patience and faith.
Let the first extinct star at dawn
My soul will abate in verse gradually
And the walls of matter in holes of blows
Leave those paths of the universe,
In which we are phenomenally dumb, but the vedis of the past ...
And the day with you is not the same as it used to be:
Pale orange, fresh-stained,
With a sugary flavor or a feigned dagger ...
Let's not talk about the norms even, because I'm taller, bigger, farther ...
And faith - and that not mine, and THAI in yin yaney, sculpture thai
To influence the time through the consciousness of the edge,
Digging, smoking, bathing, kaya ... My high-voltage,
Faith is true! Iskari is not dying!
In the windows blindly closed, behind the locks of the driven
In the keys of particles,
With a bluff, turn on the breeze, wait for the rays - come out soon
Horizon, it is their reason to forget about sleep,
Yes, to carry the freedom of megaton to every house ...