Текст песни Mitya Modnique - Midnight Sunset

I heard at night in childhood
Sounds of a strange motive.
Tool, I am unknown,
I made them so beautiful.

Who played? on what? - I do not know;
Everything is covered by Secret Male;
Just remember that those sounds
Power had me.

Their motive was so charm,
So elevated, full of lasoms;
At the same time, segregated, terrible -
It's not paints to describe it.

I was afraid of these sounds,
Their mysterious property
But when I did not hear them,
I was full of concern.

I loved when invisible
The musician played at night;
I lay in numb
With surprised eyes;

I lay in my crib
Picky eyes and breathing
Zataiv, caught so greedily
Their harmony of sobbing.

I don't hear sounds anymore.
What did they foretell me?
Happiness in the world indifferent
Or grief and sadness?

I did not find my happiness, -
Sounds Mount to me:
I was afraid of them no wonder
With a serene cradle.

And I loved them, I mnives,
Because these sounds
I was fed happiness in death,
On earth, only flour.

Who knows? can be strings
They sang the words of the covenant:
"Who suffers in the kingdom of darkness,
Enjoy in the kingdom of light. "