Текст песни Бостонское чаепитие - Новый эскапизм

Your body is bent like the Bay of Bengal
The virtual world will open its doors again to those who hear
I remember: you and I were in a Chinese garden
I saw the sea move to the beat of the wild cherries
It was spring there ...

Through the labyrinths of your Internet
I'm doing a strange dance
And let the coffee freeze on the table -
Don't get into the game too early

Gangster from the screen shoots at the window
I hear the phone ringing
Send a message by fax
That time is gone today
I will search in the echoes of the play of your lips
Flocks of silk butterflies.
Another morning will rise and find us at dawn
In the Chinese garden

Through labyrinths ...

Marcus Aurelius looks reproachfully from the bookshelf
I type the secret code of your thoughts
And salt on your knees
Eats away at deceitful masks
Forget the message on the air that
That somewhere in Africa a liner crashed

Through labyrinths ...