Текст песни РисБо - Ярче

"Brighter"

World staccato beeps,
Aliens cold apartments,
Where you at least someone whether food,
Though sitter pictures

Still not completed,
His facial features.
Sick of vile mugs,
What has to contemplate.

To live not from scratch,
It has long been lost easel.
Those who would like to become,
We have forgotten in supplication

About tomorrow's well-being.
About the deep future.
I wanted to fire, so get it,
Kohl is not afraid to smolder.

Evening dokrutili tired
Krastleyuschee wheel
To him the mouth with thirst
Pull the horizon.

The landscape would not be surprised beams
And you go on, shrugging
His charred shoulders -
Inside you have a fire.

Deafening Van Gogh
On turning it -
Your road through the summer,
On the third in pastel colors.

This becomes the former,
That was close - alienated,
I'm not an artist, but increasingly see
Solid surrealism of Dali.

Think about the good forces there,
And you better hide the smile.
In the nearby grass green landscape,
In the next panel, brighter colors.

Music: Orlogin - In The Light Of Your Presence
Sound: Fess