Текст песни Библиотека Просперо - Комок серебристо-черный

Loathing entire depth
Tosca his whose name perfectly -
He is right there, next to;
Knock - open, take,
And in return ... Payment tacitly -
Black charade.
I smiled to go, but why
Smile to someone who will be here again:
He will be back soon.
Igrodatel smeshliv himself
And happy new enigma,
The answer is not there.

Raven is not terrible,
A lump of silver-black
Above the peaks of towers -
Look, flying.
Worn mystery
From the keyhole beats
So sad flames -
Look, you wanted to ...

Nothing personal, everything is so old:
Fog expectations,
Sparks anxiety.
Cools the smoke spreads
Under his feet, firm, only to mint
Black syllables.
For someone to dance on the plane
Darkness, and he did not say -
Day or night there.
Someone burned on the troubled days,
His face was covered in soot,
Soot flower.

Raven is not terrible,
Here it is, silver, black
Over fingers towers -
Look, flying.
Worn mystery
From the keyhole beats
So sad flames -
Look, you wanted to ...

... I could not find the words
I could not restrain these forces ...