Текст песни Сл. Александр Костюнин, муз. и исп. Людмила Тимоева - Звук тишины

sound of silence

The image is born, glare thinks ...
Swirl sudden - on the sky to swell!
The text is pre-marked, outwardly wonderful,
Someone dictates: his own - not someone else's.

Letters and syllables buzzing by flies,
And the navigator serves only the spirit
Sleepy of serious arts,
But it eats the art.

And then ...

Then subliminate the wonderful muse
Poems wake up.
And rhymes wonderful stir
And scoring text - stream.
Listefully thread stormy!
River moving in flood ...
But no,
Doswalk a timid kiss.
Decently, strictly all.
And phrase - to the phrase,
Topic - to the topic.
Forward three syllables - two backwards.
First write - think next!
By shocks, suffixes and points
Lay out, diverture.
And commas, agile cockroaches,
Slot sneaker.

...

And sweet fear, and the spirit soaring.
And in the universe only you
And he.
- Well, now, Adam,
Try further yourself.

And silence.

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