Itoki Hana - The Greatest Living Show Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

The Greatest Living Show

Silent blue
So cried the somber moon
Above the oaken forest starving in the cold

There lay a carnival
With a showman's hall
The GREATEST LIVING SHOW
Never been told
So I go

Bring the stage alight
Was the amber writing plain across the door
Glinting bright
Drawing figures from the night

Bring the stage alight
Went the opal-beaked dancers chanting plight
Casting shadows that reek
Of cologne

Braving through the sight
To the seats replete with shaking heat and fright
High he stands
Twisting puppets on his throne

Let him raise his arms in might
To the Greatest Show that's ever never known
Falling curtains that shine
Like a bone

Soaring round above the ground
With threads so brightly blaring
Mouth apart
A smile twisting
Like a plaything on a string

Lions roar
With force
For what is in store
As the trumpets are bleating
Like broken violins

The last curtain is calling
For the show tonight
The last curtain is calling
For the show tonight
The last curtain is calling
For it's time for all little children to take their daily

Then to the lonely middle time
Where the star-painted dancers take the lights off
Out go the tired middle men
Who retire in dirty lines

Then to the ending time again
Where the haze heavy room is cold and empty
Trotting across the middle when
A new light colors in my mind

If I love the show
Shall I waltz onstage and be a dancer in the glow
For all to know

And then the watcher's eyes
Will be my glaring prize
Here in the Greatest Living Show
Never been told
So I go

Bring the stage alight
As I slip into the corset of the night
In the wings
When he traps me in his sight

Bring the stage alight
Was the candied whisper made to take my fright
'Can't you hear them all calling your name?'

Bring the stage alight
With a sequined dress to draw my breath
In white
Cheers the crowd
Screaming black into the light

Bring the stage alight
But the poems I've been praying don't seem right
Falling curtains that shine
On a doll

Soaring round above the ground
With threads so tight they tear me
Head apart
My body twisting
Like a plaything on a string

Men in masks
They laugh
In brandy and glass
Through their spectacled grins
As I'm falling limb from limb

The last curtain is calling
For the show to end
The last curtain is calling
For the show to end
The last curtain is calling
For the show to end
End
End
End
End

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