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Sleep

I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
No
 
Will never
Will never
Will never
Will never
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Anymore
 

Mommy

Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy, when will the prince come for me?
 
The time is flying and questions are rising
Mommy, I know the love, is it a sin if I´m giving it?
The smile can be seen through the tears
Along with the advice: Just wait a bit.
 
Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy, when will the prince come for me?
 
He came once and he took everything I had
I´m burned and that´s not right
He had to go somewhere but he didn´t know the way back
If I hadn´t had her I would´ve ended my life.
 
Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy, when will the prince come for me?
 
The death took my mother and now I´m without her
I´m living with my man, but he´s not the prince, I know that
Disappointments will come and who will defend himself
I hope the one that´s asking me has outlooks
 
Mommy, when the dolls end up in the Paradise who are they playing with?
Mommy
 

Hey Come In!

I went out into the street -
I saw a caterpillar.
This thing crawling about, -
What a magical sort it is.
 
I held it a little while in my hand
Then threw it on the grass.
And it eats the grass, a charming goat,
I said to him: 'Chip-chip'
 
Hey! Come in!
Hey! Come in!
 
Eat the grass and Come in!
It's her treasure - let it be.
But beware of the enemies
Say right away: 'Tsya tsya'.
 
Hey! Come in!
Hey! Come in!
 

Kim Bilet - Ким Билет (Who Knows)

Where is the great humanity,
Why have we fallen for light, who knows?
Igniting it, don't make it happen now
You did favours to others, who knows?
Resonate again and again,
Embrace the melody as you love the light, always smile.
More, more and more
Yearn for the people and the world, heal yourself with love
 
Have your tail up, march towards your festival everyday,
Don't collapse, try and grab the stroke of luck,
By interfusing grace in your kismet,
Add value to your life.
 
Our sleeping thoughts like solid gold,
Is our path still long, who knows?
By dashing forward like an arrow
When would I arrive as I rush, who knows?
Resonate again and again,
Embrace the melody as you love the light, always smile.
More, more and more
Yearn for the people and the world, heal yourself with love
 
Have your tail up, march towards your festival everyday,
Don't collapse, try and grab the stroke of luck,
By interfusing grace in your kismet,
Add value to your life.
 
Don’t push yourself too hard in rainy days
When the heart collapses
Cheer up so that
The sun shines on your burning feelings
 
Have your tail up, march towards your festival everyday,
Don't collapse, try and grab the stroke of luck,
By interfusing grace in your kismet,
Add value to your life.
 

Thousands of roads

Maybe life resembles a fairy tale, maybe a nightmare
You'll find out when you take off your mask and understand who you are
Perhaps you're a hero from the stories
Perhaps a stranger without a face
Somewhere during childhood we choose roles and we play [them] till the end
 
[Chorus]:
There are thousands of roads in life
There will be joy and sorrow
Whoever could turn into steel will be happy
There will be a rainbow in the sky after heavy rain
Everyone in this world will be happy, if I'm happy
 
In the depths of foreign territories
You pray for your destiny
You will get to know yourself from other people's tales and stories
You're like a migratory bird looking for a place without an end
Maybe the destiny happens to be that there is no face under the mask.
 
[Chorus] x 3
 

There Was A Fine Icon Painted

There was a fine icon painted – and in the rain forgotten
Virgin Maria’s eyes fainted, got washed away by water
Paints drizzled down as tears – it was the sky that blubbered
Men took refuge under ceilings – they didn’t know about that
Only the skies were sullen, turning the air bluer
Broke out a tempest, sudden…
Sheep jostled, as if gluey
Lightnings struck in the windows, strong winds blew off the roofings
Dogs at the doors sat whingeing, in barns mice raged as like true fiends
Children held mothers’ dresses, grandfathers started crossing
Kneeling at their places, prayed to their icons’ glosses…
 
Sunny then came the morning, wet dogs were tiredly woofing
People came out, yawning, started to mend the roofings
And quite aside, near the doorsill were lying the shreds of canvas
People’d forgotten God’s will, they all were shrugging manwise…
 

Timeless

The past is a trap,
The past is a trap,
which we set for ourselves,
when we lived in it
 
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
 
The present is a gift,
The present is a gift,
you don't have to accept it,
but it's hard to say no to it.
You don't have to accept it
The present is a gift,
it's better to unwrap it,
and let yourself be surprised,
the present is a gift.
 
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
 
The present is a gift,
the present is a gift,
the present is a gift,
it's better to unwrap it,
and let yourself be surprised,
it's better to unwrap it.
 
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
The past is a trap
 

Hour-Hand Of Old Clock Is Approaching Midnight...

Hour-hand of old clock is approaching midnight.
As a light wave, candles have been roused within sight.
As a dark wave, my thoughts have been roused too frequent.
Happy New Year, my heart! I love you in secret,
These obscure evenings, and the lifeless mute streets,
I love you in secret, sullen shadow soulmate
Of the vicious boyhood, of the life that's faded.
 
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