Текст песни Mainhard - Дориан

No, beauty could not
Destroy everything
In his life,
No, I didn't draw those eyes ...
-Yes, - answers from the canvas
Indifferent
That creature
In whose perfection is gone
I saw an ideal.

Faun, whose mocking look
Without embarrassment
He tells me
How much lies in it, how much power of evil ...
The one in whom, like demons, they sleep
Crime,
The one in whom reigns
Idol of vain aspirations, burning my heart to the ground.

In the dark, among the dust
She dies from wounds
Why did you kill
Your soul, Dorian?

Paints of vices
And trail of low passions -
Brand of evil doom
Completed your portrait.

Washing away the poison of scornful words
Tears are falling ...
Those prayers are missing
That does not lead to purity, my friend.
I was not ready for the truth -
Too late,
Scarlet burns
A knife raised above me by your graceful hand.

Could the artist
Push you to the edge
In the blind and godless
Adoration of beauty?

I have an hour of creation
Webs of sorrow were given -
How scary you are
Punished, Dorian!

The day is clear and golden
And with every movement of the brush
Predetermines life
And the wind smells like lilacs ...

(text by Olga Kovalevskaya)