Текст песни Евгений Лавряшин - Новое время

New time

Time is slowly falling from the sky.
Children catch seconds with their lips.
Tell me about where I haven't been ...
You don't know: I'm only from there.
I left the past at midnight,
Where is the organ grinder in a snowy hat,
The chimney sweep cleverly rides on the roofs
And in the tavern they gossip about Bach ...

Chorus:

White gloves.
Black crew.
Erased prints
The lips of others ...
Not yours
I'm at this ball.
Hundreds of faces are melting ...
Past skeletons
Ready to prostrate themselves.

Overgrow with a new millennium
As healthy and strong flesh ...
To be your own in the world,
I will mend rags of souls.
Like Houdini I'll turn out again
From the ropes that tied the wrists.
Because I believe: ready
You will go with me to happiness ...