I wake up and switch on my brain - "click",
open my eyes because I was sleeping - focus negative.
Look around confused - tar, a whistling in the lungs,
a bad taste on the tongue. Boy, boy!
In my confused brain
Thoughts tumble together and it whirls
Memories come back into my mind bit by bit -
Scraps of the past. The legacy
of last night awakens, and I slowly but surely realize
as I looked around, what was once cloudy.
See lovers and there are those arguing;
/>meet with Boris and Renz and they accompany me
on my journey into my own self.
To find myself there and then disappear again.
The three of us are spectators in the theater of our lives,
see ourselves standing on stage. In vain
We try to talk to ourselves,
but listening to ourselves is one of our weaknesses.
Break up and give up without results. Then we move forward, as if under a spell.
I can reorient myself, recognize myself in a new way.
We start to run,
Because if we don't get to know ourselves, then at least we get to know the world.< br/>Get answers to questions that none of us ask.
Friends, what does the world cost? – One fifty.
Mmm, I'll pay, it's really cheap.
We climbed onto the magic carpet made of pure purple,
It took off with us.
We rushed through the top Times and spaces
Across fields and forests of yellow somersaults.
Thumbs and giants praised a day like this, warm winds blew,
What could light the candles in our hearts through sins.
Don't all rivers flow into the sea? What would remain would be a sea full of love.
The moon rewarded us in small sparkles
and it invited us to a free fall through space.
Every bang found its echo,
which hit him back in flight, like a shuttlecock.
Quite the Stasi of fantasy, in which happiness remained without a return ticket.
Tender hands against walls - new volumes of the book without end.
Send me a signal, an insight into my fate
number of magical moments,
just on the path - there, the sky dungeon,
destroyed by beserkers, and the dungeon houses us.
Our thoughts were stronger, tore down all the walls,
but it was clear to us that this wouldn't last long.
But we took advantage of the moment and we ran,
we knew where we were going went, even though we didn't know the way.
A look into each other's eyes - silent understanding -
and then there is this spell that then welds the pulsating souls together,
so that everyone can Each other's thoughts are white.
Hot and cold, sweating and freezing,
as we walk along the edge of madness.
Nothing or anything can happen to us, and there is no plan for the eventuality of the case.
But there is also no moment that leaves doubting thoughts,
because the speed of travel causes our worlds to waver,
everyone grabs each other's hand. The fear is already lower,
and physical contact is the conveyor of feelings,
still everyone is alone and there is no one who has the power to control it.
Fire and ice, enjoy everything and endure
and find answers to the questions yourself.
Confusing, delightful, jarring, oppressive
experienced everything, but the question that remains:
What is the dream, what is reality ?

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