Текст песни Дейта Мейра - Танец Анитры

Dance of Anitra

Play me, the Anitra Dance Girl
Finger strokes on the clavier’s zebra.
Prophesying my crazy lyre
Something unkind to the very credits.

I would wrap the door handles with a towel
And slam shut harder, hopping away.
The center of gravity of your heart is shifted -
It will turn the trajectory of the target upon reaching.

Finger strokes on the clavier's zebra
Play this thing chord by chord.
Let the sounds of friable evil cohort
Fill the space of a rented apartment.

Need to fall in love stronger.
So that the sky with a sheepskin, so that it hurts to breathe.
To be baptized, do not be baptized - didn’t you think
The harder the life - the easier it is to live.

And in the whirlwind of nights, and in the days of the whirl
Always be ready to meet her, shameless.
The only true opportunity to survive
It is a thrill from a hunch of death.

Prophesying my crazy lyre
Something unkind to the very credits.
Finger strokes on the clavier’s zebra.
Play me, the Anitra Dance Girl

(March 30, 2012)