Текст песни Наталья Грем Гермогентова - Маятник

A whole life behind a little, little door
The pendulum freaks out, tearing off the arrows,
A pulsating stone pulsates
In the rectangular body of the watch.

A whole life behind a little, little door
The pendulum is sick with delusions.
What is he dreaming of? - A world without time
Or without glass borders?

     Round copper head sways
     Left and right, forward, backward.
     It doesn’t work, you can’t help -
     Get away, so you can go crazy
     For ages count the blows
     For which no one is watching ...

A whole life behind a little, little door
The pendulum suffers touch
Sees a heart rusting
Gear wheel.

For a lifetime, the pendulum violently holds the rhythm,
Invented somewhere.
Ah, if someone's hands stopped it! ..

     Round copper head sways
     Left and right, forward, backward.
     It doesn’t work, you can’t help -
     Get away, so you can go crazy
     For ages count the blows
     For which no one is watching ...

     A whole life behind a little, little door ...