Текст песни Владимир Лешмер - Невесомость

Under the silent whisper of the rain
In captivity of unclear faded burn
In the night silence, in the power of the peace
I get lost in the labyrinths of forgotten

Silent heart, and thick, like mucus
Leisurely blood descends on the veins
And only the thought freed from captivity
Playing the wings, like a bird, rushes up

The thought of the unaware, and in the spaces of emptiness
Pierce current flows
Then returning us to abandoned sources
That rushing to the dryness of the dream

So let her go and let it flies
Liberated from the gravity of doubt
Neither the mumbling of feelings nor the falsity of reasoning
Neither pain nor joy let it not

There are no more borders for thought
Above it is not powerful attraction of emotions
Neither black holes longing, nor happiness sun splash
Neither the imbreaticity of darkness nor the reflections of groans

Only weightlessness. Only essentiality of being
Roofing cloud drifting in the sky
Slowly melting in tomtivity and nonsense
And dissolved at sunset day

Forever and ever…