Wakers. music album. 1999. Bukovo

                G. Reikhtman.   Wakers.     1999.  Bukovo.


1. Wake-ship

With a fair wind and the sun ray
We shell moor the harbour of the winds.
And our pennant is clear,
And we don't mean the fear
Hiding in the gorges of the dark gloomy sheer
In the night.

So the hills sink in the fogs of the night,
But the fiery early morning power soon to come
For the sky wind whisper
The sky will be high
Surely clear and high up over the world
For the Wakers.

And we shell spread our wings
And we shell rise up
More higher than the clouds
Moving to the flashes of the
Star land.
And we shell mind up
The songs of our dreams
Wondering and staring to the flakes of the white time
flying high shining every time up over the world.

The twilight of the changing shadows
Homeless runes of ancient moons pass.
The tales of sorrow however
Watches dreams in deserted grass
Singing lullaby.
And what's this story about?

Help 'em wake and see another day.
Help 'em stay alive in a morning light.
Wait 'em even though they don't care
for the sunny side.



2. Dust

Dust, dust, dusty-dusty streets.
Please, try to hold yourself
Keeping on your feet - I mean.
The light off
The only lonely dust.
I wish I could breath.
I pray without trust in Christ.

Town dust hills of paranoid.
Somewhere must be something.
This is not for joy and I must
Get, get, get a little rest
For a reason that
The only and the best
I see is the dust.

... Eyes blind are in the night.
The moonlight of the midnight
Suffocate the light and I say I'm
Tired, tired.
I can't move anymore.
I close my eyes laying down for
There's no reason for
Going through the
   Dust.



3. Holocaust

Holocaust hopes
Fly in the sky
Holocaust turns on
So warm & clear
Jolly sun shines
Somebody's dying
Somebody's born

Holocaust goes on

We were ready to live
We were ready to die
We were ready to read books
We were ready to cry
We were ready to fly
We were ready to catch hooks

But something's already flying the sky
We were not ready to see
This is the Holocaust hangs
Holocaust lies
Holocaust for you
Holocaust for me

Holocaust

Hush!
Why'd you whispered only now?
When you've seen it up...
Why didn't you say it earlier?
Why didn't you say it earlier?

Holocost hopes
Holocost dreams
Holocost is on
Everybody could  see
Everybody could touch
Everybody could learn

Sure? we were busy,
We had no time
Sure, we were trying to ask...
Present was easy
Future is fine
Past was past
we were alone - & then...

Holocaust women
Holocaust men
Holocaust in the street
Holocaust you are
Holocaust I am
Holocaust hands
Holocaust feet

Holocaust children
play in the yard
Holocaust dogs bark
Holocaust heavy
Holocaust hard
Holocaust - love
Holocaust - fuck

Holocaust comes  as wisper in the night
In a kiss, in a smile
Holocaust bursts in atomic fire
sound as a funeral pipe
with my guitar...

& when I ask you -
"Where do we go from here?"
It comes with our fear

Why d'you look at me
So strange?
I'm still not mad
I just remember ocean rangers
Hounding for me
& then the stars became lamps
I still belived - somewhere must be
Hidden door out
& not anything's over
You know what I'm talking about

Do you scared of something else
Are you sure you know the way
If you know the way - would you just say?




4. Disappear

Pray in the white yard
Full of the sunshine
Or on the sands of your past
Cover your skin
With the clothes made of something
To dress & undress fast

Buy in the market
Bottle of "Pepsy"
Some bread & toy for little son
Try to decide
Anything else
When you're driveing your car
Listening to the west guitar...

/radio voice & music like BBC or someting/

You put up the highway
The nightbird singing
But the engine of car sings more hard
& the grass wispering in your head
Get your minds sort of apart

Going & going on
Your minds
Are common & clear
& without shock or fear you see -
After the next turn the Earth
Suddenly
        disappear.

5. Wakers

In the blue morning of a new born day
Wakers are gathered on the roof
Of an old strange house
Firing the sparks on a little stacks' ends
Waiting for a magic bus.

Cool wind whispers in their hair,
They don't mind.
They only smile.
They know who are they.
They know where's going the way to
Up over the horizon
And ever more high
Than the stars in the sky.

Wakers, sing us your song, we feel alone.
Wakers, call here the unicorn, touch the clouds
Talking to the rainbows and then
Come to meet the waiting men.

Wakers, waking
Everybody, who's still sleeping
Wakers, calling us all to the sky so deep.

When we sink in our troubles
And cry for the moons
And when we stop our motions
To gather the rules
And when we don't mean anything
And going to go and die
And disappear
We can meet the wakers...

P.S.

But once in my dream
I was of walking alone in the sky
And I met some being of strange sight
And he touched my hand
And he laughed with me
And he told me just a little thing -
He said: "You are the waker too."


6. Nobody Knows


Listen,
How are you?
I'm  in the same shade.
Occasionally
I could be one of the few
Who've hered - what did you say.
Sugar cure was splashing inside
Like a moonlight under your skin
& could see myself on that side,
Fulling the same machine...

'xcuse me.
I wanna count my chance:
Common action at night
The minute later
You smashed the defence of yourself
& barriered  the light

You crakced the glass
& you charged machine
Wating for the Moon upside...
The mortal portion
Of geroin
Is somethin that shoot on sight.

&  on that side, where nothing is real
For here they all are insane
With all their frictions of life & feelings
Paradises & fames
Covered with snow, heated with ice
Finishing false game
Getting inside funeral prize
Breaking the long chain

Short story
Concrete sky
Winter  is in my heart
Wish yo where here
Wish you could shine
Wish you can try one more start

For the clouds so high
& the wind is fresh
& nothing can put us down
If the glass of Moonlight
Carefully smashed
& nobody Knows how
Knobody knows.




7. Battle

Yes, I'm seating hom, mama,
& I'm feeling allright
Though I really bliss, mama
If there were a little more light
But I'm weak, weak, weak, mama...
Sort breath & dim sight.

All my birds over,
All my clouds lost,
All around's nowhere,
Now all music is frost.
You really see that way, mama.
My heart is deep in frost.
Long, long way, mama,
To the final coast.

I hope the ship is waiting,
I hope the sails on,
I hope there's some captain,
I hope he likes songs.
For the wind is the best gambler
And I always liked the storm.
Well, I guess, It's not a time, mama,
To bury my bones.

'Cause I fight against darkness
And the darkness is strong,
'Cause the death on the left side
And I don't know what goes on.
I only wish, that's not a finish
And the sun is still alive.
'Cause the weakness is the weakness
And the fight is the fight.


Christ, I pray, help me,
I really lose all.
Cool-cool echoes
Freezing my sole.
No matter, Jesus,
I'm a bad old guy,
Someone marked me lightly,
Someone opened my eyes.

Yes, I'm sitting home, mama,
And I'm feeling allright.
Though I really wanna, mama,
If It be some more light.
But I'm not sure, mama,
If I could win the fight.
'Cause I'm weak, weak, weak, mama,
Shot breath and weak sight.

8. Some more time

It's getting some more time
To understand
The clouds and winds
Over the shore
It's getting some more time
To believe
The sun
Is lighting for the Earth
You told me you've found out
The birds have returned
But It's getting some more time
To believe.

The morning makes the wind
To feel
The sprays
Over the sea.
So tell me some more time
To make clear
The things
That I see
For all the time I tried to be the same
But It's getting some more time
To believe

So the wind's becoming calm
And high
& I thinkthat I can see
How he makes his flight
So high
Over the sea
And the ships going to leave
Our shore
And leave us alone
But tell me some more time
You love me
And they will return

So freedom came and touched
Our skin
And left us alone
But waits another day
And may be
It will return
For something have been done
And nothing is less
Below this sky
So once we'll leave our shadows and dress
And say to planet good bye
But It's getting some more time

The children in the sun
Dancing the dance
And singing the songs
The children in the stars
And nobody's
Feeling alone
The flowers in the space
Of love
And freedom of light
But tell me some more time
'Cause it's hard to believe

9. Can

Can it be no fight?
Can it be more light?
Shell we see high shore?
Yes, it's a long way for.

Do you wish be here
Like you wish be now?
For the old same fear
Disappear
As a melted old snow
On the grass

But can it be more love
In our eyes closed now?
Can we open our eyes?
Can the star flame
Grew grow grown?

10. Light side

I was afraid of the shades -
Now shades are there.
However,
Somebody keeps up he light
Safely and clear
Somebody helps us
Now whatever holds,
Whatever's going on,
Everything is grist for the mill,
And the rolling wheel
Surely can do the work -
And the bread is here.

So what's the plot of these days?
What is the dream of the Earth
Sudden illusion
And spriderly darkness or Heaven of lightand wind
Who can decide,
And we were waiting for
We must be ready
For the next step,
For the last step
Is already
Part indefinite tense,
Past perfect illusion
And the past is already absent.

We were living alone -
No somebody's here,
Helpfully lighting the stars
The shimering rays
Ring as the strings
Or Heaven Guitar
And on the brink of a new day
We gather to make the new day
The day of the wind and the light -
So come on
To the other side.

So don't be afraid of the shades -
They can't be alive
Without the light
Drink the wine of the skies
And eat this bread
The bread of a newborn day
We were busy with our fear illusions
But the way turns up
To the light, so -
Come on
To the other side.
Up to the light side.

11. A hopeful way

Truth and illusion. Go and see
Are you afraid to see?
Somewhere far away cold North sea
And the clouds over the sea.

Coming away and coming near
Tide changing the shore
And far upside - can not you feel -
Someone is looking for
The hopeful way.

Starry brink the darkness and light
And we were going so far
The wind is singing like sounds of pipe
And the strings of a Heaven guitar.

We went out early
The road was hard,
Now every step leads us away
From the motherful Earth
On the peaceful side
So it does on that way.

But we look for the doors
And we mare our search
To open the door and break free
To say good bye to Mother Earth
And see the time wind
Over sea.

12. The way she missed

Then when I choose a day
With a chance to go away
I'll see the gloomy rains
That's why you never mark my scents

And the only sound behind
Is the voice from other side
Without press to hide
Just the will to reach another lands

So why d'you turn away
And why d'you break to say
And what's the matter, bay,
I always told you we are through

And only if you try
To cross the rain and meet the fire
And delete your steps behind
I guess you can, you'll find me so.

The sunset in your eyes
The sunset never lies
The smell of dandylions
There could be country of the love

And we'll play with Ocean glass
And with the silver grass
And we shell go and trust
And we upside the world above.

13. The hair of the wind

Fallen on the ground by the grace of our God
Flying away with the snow storm from North
Shown how to move without substance of air
Watching the hair of the wind

Bluesing all alone in the notepads of clouds
Looking around seeing only the ground
Hearing the signals of the piper of light
Watching the hair of the wind.

Leave 'em all alone
Learn flying  ....
Thinking the fog
Of the world over ground
Carefully trying to believe fairy sky when
Watching the hair of the wind.


14. To the point of white

As the blue goes up to the point of white
Just going on out to the point of white
The world is going on out to the other side
As the blue goes up to the point of white

Far away roaring the biggest wave
Likes south shores on the brink of grave
When the blue grows up we're going on growing up
As the white bird cries

On the brink of Ocean wet child's step
Never grows up and can not forget
Say him where and when but never say why
For the white bird cry
On the other side

15. Now here

Nw what I see
Heaven so deep
Winds in the sky
Fly
Over and over
Radian and clear, river's go by
Flows to the sky of the Earth

We were going and constantly
Looking for somewhere to hide our love
But we were busy with anything else
Except love
And now
We were wasting our time for providing our aches
All alone
And we were waiting for someone or something
To say us what's on

Now as I see furniture is here
Running time goes by
Easy to find
Nothing to hide
Wind is not blind
Wind is not here
            Now - here
Now what I see - Heaven so deep
Winds in the sky  - high...

16.  Absent violett

According to some distant will
I feel the midday gleam
While  conjureing the constant wheel
At the silent colour screen

But what was all about & why
& how canI forget
The summer loughter & the cry
The far & ancient lullaby
Of an absent violett

17. Is it all


Wind
Sky
All over mine
Show me the power of fight
For ny eyes
See the only inside
Never see upside

Help me to come
To the stars
To the sun
Help me
To clear my sight
Touch me by
The rays of your light
Play with me - high

Clouds & wings
Hanging apart
Under the srars of my home
Anything
Is breath of my heart
Fleeting  by the storm

Following by
The sorrow wave
Gethering my stones,
All I use to do
To map it & to lave
All in all is this
Song
Is it all only song?

Wind
Sky
All over mine
Show me the power of fight
For my eyes
See the only inside
Never see upside

Wind
Sky
All over mine
Show me the power of fight
For ny eyes
See the only inside
Never see upside

Help me to come
To the stars
To the sun
Help me
To clear my sight
Touch me by
The rays of your light
Play with me - high





18. The One-eyed Blower's Story  Told by someone Billy Whackers.


/ Note:
    Billy at first was the sergant in the International Army of Corrigible Blockheads
& struggled against the Enemy of All the Eternaly Green, but then  was  agitated  for
the Unknown Marines, became the deserter & got to be the private /the  fact  is  they
all were privates/ in one of the detachment of The Fog Fleet.  Got into the shipreck,
was drown, then was dead for a long time, but rised from the dead &  found  the  well
known "Wakers Society".
    The fact is they all were  wakers,  but  not  whackers  at  all,  but  of  course
everybody confused everything as usual.  That is why he was reputed to be the Whacker
too, & also because of his post surname.  Well, let them chatter what  they  want  if
they need it.
    Anyway, the story that he told is the absolutely truth, though nobody  understand
now what's this story about.  No need to say that it isn't important at all. Left  to
add, this story was told in the time he was still dead & that is why it can  seem  to
be mad a bit.
    And one more.  When you are waked up you can see & tell yourself the whacker from
the evident - & hardly somebody can confuse you... /




The iron rang The dust was  on their faces
Moveing on in a dense & lowland haze
Their haversacks pressed them hardly
Their sergeant urged them muddly
& he  pulped them & he pened them into the maze

& The maze was amazeing  dull  & hopeless
So hopeless as the final gulp of gin
& they drunk & took a bite
drowned in cursed goddamned  night
Where the any sound or sight
Disappear

Their officiers were drunken more then ever
The stench of whisky killed everything alive
/still alive.../
& When the bomb blown in the sky
They even didn't see the fire
There were no need to settle the funeral hire

I opened one eye
To find anywhere any light, jack.
/my horn was melted/
Another eye was just flown out
but I didn't care
/For I felt nothing, sir/
& with my eye I 've seen the sky
Full of red & yellow fire
Full of black & violet smoke
& I felt shock.
The trouble wasthat the generals love the war.
There were nobody but me all around, sir.
The ground & everything turned melt as a wax
The world seemed disappear at all
With my uniform & all
With all my bravery & bag
Arms & legs.


So what this aufull stuff
Could be about, sir?!
So what the hell was matter with my heart?!
...Or if the drummer'll stop the pain ....
Oh, sory, jack, I lost my  way.
Seems my memory still fallen on in apart.

This way the ramble came to the very finish.
The trouble was that the generals loved the war.
So let me drink & take a bite.
I use to do it every night,
For there's no sense
& there no place that I can go.

They allways tell me:
- Why do uou harp the same string, Billy?
They think that my story is nothing but the thing
But if you'll call me some more time
You'll have a real chance to find me
If they'll only scare to use their fire-machine.



19. Pilots of the Ways Out Of The Night

Correct  the every connection
Taste & use
Collect the rays & reflections
& refuse
If yo define the direction
Don't be abused
Cos one can't find & one can't lose

You told you enter the orbit
& they confirmed it
Regulated & straighten
& then you tamed it
Cranked & weeddled & blessed
But all was less
For something opened his eyes
& then
Someone melted the ice
& then
The wind shattered the sky
For they
Never  brake flights
When
They where out of their minds
The Pilots of the Ways Out Of The Night



20. Railway Wind

Seating in the darkness of the night
Drinking the wine
Looking at the candle light
I'm singing the song about
What,s going on
& I'm
Glad I'm
Seating all alone

Seating then & waiting for the train
Looking at the people going
More & more insane
I sing the same song
About
What's going on
& I'm
Going to feel the hell good alone

I'm waiting for the wind from the sea
For this the only thing that really
Makes me free
& though the song was too good
It didn't get me no food
& so I'm thinking 'bout a good bloody beaf

Well the train going to get me to the shore
& I don' mention I really
Don't know for
Anyway I feel OK
For I didn't stay
On the station I had seating before

& the stars of the way give me the light
& the whisky in my flasky
Makes me feel allright
& I'm singing the new song
About  what will go one
Feeling sparkling wind of the night

& it's good to feel the wind of the way
& it's good to know that everything is
Gonna be OK
Start to enter my door
& the sounds of the shore
& then the train doesn't move anymore

& it's time to go outside from the train
& I'm walking acros the shore
Under the warm summer rain
The smell of whisky go away
With all the havyness & pain
& I start to think 'bout where leads my way...


21. The song of the Hills

Verse  of the stones
Poems of the trees
Somebody counts
Someone look through this
The dusty hills
Smoking dusty grass
What do you feel?
How do you do at last?
Hoow should you make the path
So fast?

It was enough
The many years ago
It was enough
To take part in this alien show
But you never end
You never start again

In the empty land
In the dusty rain
You never finish the tale

The sands fly by
The oceans lick the shores
No saying good by
& it's really nothing for
Where the rain will cross out
The history of pain
The hills will sing not loud
'bout eagles wings
Of a new born day

& not the name
But the only call to be free
& noone's press
& noone's urge or treat
Wind turns upside
As if it where the love
And all is high
& all is now -
& all - above...