Текст песни В. Кротов - А. Пьяццолла, Забвение

"Libertango ......."
.... Then it was as if in a daze. The body felt a strange connection with the music. she felt her Patchy light melody, but not paying attention, continued to follow the dark nonlinear echoes, bass passages, barking sounds bandoniona .... she heard the sound of keys, squeaking accordion bellows, which is a rough grinding. Music itself pointed out what to do, her body turned into one of the tools, it is in command, causing it then soar skyward, then press in the ground, forced open up to embrace violins, promising comfort to the next moment to take away the promise ...... .

An excerpt from the novel "Three minutes with reality"