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  • © Copyright Березин Валентин (diapason@rambler.ru)
  • Обновлено: 02/04/2004. 0k. Статистика.
  • Жанр: Металл
  • Автор музыки: Березин Валентин
  • Исполняет: diapason
  • Год написания: 2003

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    Blind or blinded

     
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  • Автор музыки: Березин Валентин
  • Автор текста: Березин Валентин
  • Исполняет: diapason
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  • Год написания: 2003
  • Размещена: 02/04/2004
  • Жанр: Металл
  • No time to stay alone
    Do you hear my breathing weak?
    See weeds on apple trees
    Prophecy, bleeding veins
    
    My future in my crying
    Embrace me please, stop it now
    Overhead Vanilla Sky
    I move of random, cause i'm blind
    Flowers are withering
    Imagine there is suicide
    Paingiver will awake
    Thousand?? eyes will be blind
    
    My way - pain in this sinister war
    When i cannot go - like a legless crawl
    Indifference i feel - Feel it from your side
    Don't lie to me, that i am in your mind
    And we are ... blind ...
    Will you recognize in falling stars
    My self-burning act?
    (In the streets of light, of life, of celebration - 
    My self-burning act)
    Will you recognize in Flower'? withering
    My self-burning act?
    (Water and sand, mud and trees - they are will be whitnesses
    Of my self-burning act!)
    
    All reflections eyeless in my mirriors
    Whitnesses of our blindness
    
    Recall to me my way of life
    Remind my name, that i hate
    Don't pity me - you blind too
    You all are blind or blinded
                    this is true...

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    Bridge

     
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  • Автор музыки: Березин Валентин
  • Автор текста: Березин Валентин
  • Исполняет: diapason
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  • Год написания: 2003
  • Размещена: 02/04/2004
  • Жанр: Металл
  • The trembling of the ground - my dream
    I stand alone on an old bridge
    I hear voices, looking down
    See mud water, I am walking,
    I'm alone on the bridge...
    
    The Autumn coming - i feel it
    And yellow foliage on the road
    I see faces looking down
    See the dove, flying
    I'm alone on the bridge...
    
    Yesterday i had a dream, that
    Many years ago
    One woman deserted  her newborn child
    Under the bridge - I know
    I hear voices of the people
    Talking in this night in the light of lanterns
    In the wind i recognize the crying
    
         Tremble of the bridge - it's fear 
         To look down
    
    Well, sometimes i see old woman
    Coming to this place
    Who is she i can just wonder
    But i remember - I saw somewhere her face
    
         Maybe in my dreams
         Maybe in my dreams
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