Rouse Me Not

We rouse ourselves
In the daily dying light
For a desperate vote
With surroundings in a fight.
But can solitude veil our pride?

It can change our mind
It can change the rules of life to
Softly taking our hands off from the gun,
Suddenly kill us with another one.

Nature...If it never replace our dreams,
Maybe this'll let us hear those who weep
And find those who lost in a bloody trip,
Holy mother, hold me one more
Day to see the end of evil.

We rouse ourselves
In the daily dying light
For a desperate vote
With surroundings in a fight.
But can solitude hide the bodies?

It can change our mind
It can change the rules of life to
Softly taking our hands off from the gun,
Suddenly kill us with another one.

All is wrecked in vain
In our hearts.
Enough faults for all
And for our gods.

But our children could be angels
Bathing their wings in a morning rays
To come home so late.
We could feel the same.

We rouse ourselves
In the dying light,
With surroundings in a fight.
We break our necks
To see a soaring kite,
But we barely see at night.

It can change our mind
It can change the rules of life to
Softly taking our hands off from the gun,
Suddenly kill us with another one.

It can stay all the same
It won't let us stop the game and
Convincing us to drop away the gun,
Suddenly kill us with another one.

Tie me with this rope
To know what lies behind the light and the dark.
Sing me a song of love
To smile again and face the light and the dark.
Kiss me one last time
And baby, share your dream with me.
Kiss me one last time
And baby, share your dream with me.

by Ник Свиридов и "Lunar Moth".