Darkness

Flash and blood are weak and frail,
But your honour based on a stone.
Real friendsip can never fail,
You can preach this and live alone.

Green green grass of your home is witherd,
Trampled by the feet of your friend.
Red ripe apple’s decorating the tree,
But you’ll never take it by your hand.

Silver mountains growing higher and higher,
But you’re turning your sight to the ground.
The majestic sky you can see reflected
In turbid puddles around.

Purple haze is a sign of the dark,
Time to make a break for the night.
Pallid moon is casting shadows,
That crowed around from left to right.

Little girl is nursing her doll
And her life is easy and clear.
Young woman is teaching her son
To be very honest and free.

Old lady is brushing her cat,
Her best and sincere friend.
And nobody knows what tomorrow will bring
To thousand women and men.

Grey long hair of a wise wise man,
The teacher who knows the truth.
White and black never mixed in his mind,
But his knowledge you can not use.

Golden slumbers at the end of his life,
Could you ever dream of that rest?
Dark dust of travel is over your shoes,
The donation of East and West.

Crystal brook’s so small and weak,
You can jump it over and cross,
Deep river is long and wide,
A mighty and powerful force.

Agitated sea will break and throw
The wreckage of your boat.
And for endless ocean is all the same
Whether you exist or not.

Chorus:

Close your sensitive eyes,
Listen to the beat of your heart.
Close your sensitive eyes,
Darkness.
Darkness in the voice of your soul.


(c) 1995 Andrei Solovyov
www.dragonjazz.narod.ru

Текст написан для московской индустриальной группы Ground Beat.