Текст песни Flёur - Тысяча светлых ангелов - 3.Разбег

Vanity separates us from each other
Criss-crossing all thoughts sticky cobwebs
That is why it is sometimes difficult
Distinguish between the small and the great

Vanity - a cage for victims of hypnosis
Although her door wide open
Only a few, one of us finds
In the strength to leave her

Overcoming cramps and spasms,
Waves of despair flash of madness,
I tear sticky shackles
Poisonous, slippery octopus
On the way to the world of immutable truths,
Where every action is meaningful,
On the other side of heaven and hell
I'm single, I'm starting to run

Revelation, waiting for you like a bird,
They are ready to fly up to the snow-covered branches
Do not scare away their brute nonsense,
After all, they are afraid of hassles

I left a few steps
Toward the open door
Only to pry his head out of the clutches
Away from the cramped cells make haste

In the vastness of the fields at will,
By the boundless blue sea,
To wild grasses to violent waves
Over thunderstorms, lightning flashes over
Faster than the wind and flames
For nearly the speed of light
In the direction of lunar tides
I rip off the ground and and ...

Running from severe symptoms of neurosis
From game without rules, performances by hateful
From this tedious prose
Bothered me ad nauseam

Through a suite of countless rooms
By stifling corridors and dark
Along the highway, stretching into the sky
Through the garden snowbound
Park, a vacant lot, there is no turning back
Next - runway
To push and feel the flames
Sparks stars beneath my feet and and ...