Текст песни Адвайта - 38

the smell of lime and burning is so quiet in this room
clogs under lamps under cabinets for ceilings
crazy good wind will get here without a squeak
so I don’t have to go crazy with melancholy today
black and white crow will be near with the wind
plasticine guitar songs and of course a lot of dreams
the beast will wake up very soon so that it’s ready
it is necessary that there are no words left in the throat
chorus:
in equal battle with the black beast
he scratches my hands
he is silent but surely believes me
hugs my neck
hugs my shoulders
silent but believes me

he will disappear just as quickly before you even wake up
smile and disappear and you are happy and healthy
of course he may never return again
and a crow can also have some kind of dream
only the beast is closer to the door, he scratches it with its claws
and it’s impossible to drop blood drops on the arm
and fire is getting closer to the goal
beast fire with its winds
don't try don't disappear
animals remember longing

chorus:
in equal battle with the black beast
he scratches my hands
he is silent but surely believes me
hugs my neck
hugs my shoulders
silent but believes me

Writ'10 by ~ InFiNi † y ~, 10.28'06