Rainbow blood Английская версия Кровь цвета радуги

Drink my rainbow, drink from my veins,
See - of its color I'm not ashamed.
See me throwing away the chains,
And exploding inside out paint.

It is out of space and time,
Not enough with a door to slam.
I'll avoid all the gossips grime,
Let you all wallow into them.

Blood of rainbow is like X-ray
When it fills you, it starts to hurt.
Tis a dangerous game to play,
But I repeat again and again:
Testosterone and estrogen,
You will not drown us into dirt!

Blood of rainbow is hellish hot
While is pulsing inside your head,
Not all are ready to rashly act
Writing story without plot.
Not all believe and believe they must
That they have only themselves to trust.

Not all are ready - but those who are,
Who worships rain in the rays of sun,
They see blood colors as strings of guitar -
Yes, all the seven, not only one.

Open your eyes, you already forgot,
What is still beating inside your chest.
But blood of rainbow is hellish hot
When tis a power of protest.

When leaves fingers of lifeless hand.
Don't you see tis not a disease?
Salvador Dali would understand.

Rainbow is substance that you may catch,
But you would never lock it in cage.
From empathy - a weak light patch,
Don't be blind with your mindless rage,
We have to move to the higher stage -
Not golden, silver - but rainbow age.

Rainbow will raise over every hill,
Pupils of eyes are extremely wide.
But people scream at me: "when you will
Take off pink glasses behind you hide?!"

Every "this" turns out into "that",
Every "these" turns out into "those".
World would color it grey instead,
After the slightest gleam arose.

We are avaricious of confess
We are afraid of each other's glance.
Level of rainbow is less and less.
And I don't wanna leave my trance.

Reality makes me reach deadlocks,
Of its footsteps I am still afraid.
I'm wrecking onto its stony rocks,
Not taking back everything I paid.

Neither from glass and nor from cup,
Right from my veins - tis lost and found.
My blood of rainbow - see its amount!
Artful inscription "Bottoms up!"
Helps you to cope with every wound.

Reality leads me to fall
But blood has seven, has every shade
Of brightest rainbow, of which tis made.
Agonies shout is on call.

Glasses are rainbow and not just pink,
See the internal link and drink,
Color by color and  line by line
And don't let it again decline.

The rainbow tears outside a storm.
The rainbow fills in a floor entire.
I'm not the one who does not break norms.
So, if you look for external forms -
Don't forget that it is a lie!

My blood of rainbow, are you alive?
Only you hold the rainbow afloat.
Colors are seven, though fingers five.
Yell stucks again in my dried throat.

Don't hide the pride, the rainbow flag!
Who resists the truth? Only the coward!
We are too afraid of looking back,
But as well afraid of looking forward.


Rainbow is flowing out from my wrists,
Stronger and stronger with every cut.
Tis no fiction, see it exists,
Now would you dare to call me slut!?