Текст песни Mr. Fish - Нить Ариадны

Your sweet, slow smell
Intertwining with the rhythm of the rain
Pulsing with bright light
From the depths of a new day
The paints are frozen in the air
And a web of water
Draws a slow dance
In the soul of a frozen moon
I see you so often
But the thread of visions is thin -
Everything is torn, struggling in vain:
I can't distinguish the face ...
I only feel the train
Your magic soul
But they melt so fast
Traces in streaks of water
And every time it gets closer
Something that I myself do not understand ...
Only the expectation suffocates
I am saving up a series of keys.
You're in the rain, you're getting closer ...
You are like a thorn in the soul.
And go down below
Pulsars of the heart to the ground.
I catch empty beats
I catch signals from the outside.
Steps to meet tired:
Consciousness syndrome in check.
Your knitted sweater is wet
Rain is pouring in my hair
Only a rancid taste in the mouth
And deja vu on the ground.
Fireplace and soft skins floor
Woolen plaid on bodies ...
In indistinguishable figures
The fire is endless.
The spirit of emptiness is ethereal,
The trippy tract is insane.
And I don't know who you are
But everything leads to you - a fact.
I was mad for a long time ...
Again the whole day in kamatosis,
Kaleidoscope glass -
Continuous underdose of you.
I'm too blind to understand
To the touch of Ariadne's thread.
I crawl, trying to search ...
The result is insignificant, annoying.
And I flutter, I spit
I'm spinning and writhing on the way ...
And I pray tirelessly
So that you don't suddenly pass by ...

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