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«Неизвестный Гений»
Oh, in this place we always return
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[Intro]
(Echoes)
Cold air, this silent hour—
Your fingers on the window glass (ah ah)
Broken bells from the harbor
[Verse 1]
Couldn’t sleep, you found me
Snow hitting the rails in half-light
You say, “Remember Oslo dawns?”
(Ah, la la la)
Steam from our chests—speaking without words
Wool sleeves, last winter—never soft enough
Train horn stuttering, caught in the glitch
Your breath painted on, smeared and slow
[Pre-Chorus]
Is your heartbeat in the thunder, or mine?
Cracks in the track—echoes in the wire
We stare at the frozen crossing
Are we stuck, or making time?
[Chorus]
Oh, in this place we always return (oh oh)
Bare trees lined up, waiting for spring
If you say hold on, I might believe
Let the snow cover what I can’t bring
[Breakdown]
(Glitch vocal: la, la, ah ah)
Frost dancing electric on the rail line
You pull me closer, almost out of sight
[Verse 2]
Could count all the lamp posts, fractured light
Your laughter in the iron fog
Salt from my mittens, borrowed scarf
Language lost, just the rhythm of your nod
Static from an old radio, tangled in your hair
I trace the map—each stop, each heart missed
Your voice glitching, breaking through the frost
Only this moment, here in the drift
[Pre-Chorus]
Is your name in the fog, or mine?
Footprints melt back to the stone
Can we stay at this crossing—silent, known?
Or is this simply letting go?
[Chorus]
Oh, in this place we always return (ah ah)
Bare trees lined up, waiting for spring
If you say hold on, I might believe
Let the snow cover what I can’t bring
[Solo]
(Guitar and Hardanger fiddle riff, echoing)
[Bridge]
You lean, say nothing—air shakes in glitch
Train lights flicker, pulse against the skin
If I forget, will you—stay until the thaw?
Answer in the dark, or just begin
[Chorus]
Oh, in this place we always return
Are we ghosts or the last timetabled pair?
If you say hold on, I might believe
Snow falling, every promise in the air
[Outro]
(Echoed vocal ad-libs: la, ah, oh)
Just the rails, and your breath, and mine
(End echo)
[Intro]
(Echoes)
Cold air, this silent hour—
Your fingers on the window glass (ah ah)
Broken bells from the harbor
[Verse 1]
Couldn’t sleep, you found me
Snow hitting the rails in half-light
You say, “Remember Oslo dawns?”
(Ah, la la la)
Steam from our chests—speaking without words
Wool sleeves, last winter—never soft enough
Train horn stuttering, caught in the glitch
Your breath painted on, smeared and slow
[Pre-Chorus]
Is your heartbeat in the thunder, or mine?
Cracks in the track—echoes in the wire
We stare at the frozen crossing
Are we stuck, or making time?
[Chorus]
Oh, in this place we always return (oh oh)
Bare trees lined up, waiting for spring
If you say hold on, I might believe
Let the snow cover what I can’t bring
[Breakdown]
(Glitch vocal: la, la, ah ah)
Frost dancing electric on the rail line
You pull me closer, almost out of sight
[Verse 2]
Could count all the lamp posts, fractured light
Your laughter in the iron fog
Salt from my mittens, borrowed scarf
Language lost, just the rhythm of your nod
Static from an old radio, tangled in your hair
I trace the map—each stop, each heart missed
Your voice glitching, breaking through the frost
Only this moment, here in the drift
[Pre-Chorus]
Is your name in the fog, or mine?
Footprints melt back to the stone
Can we stay at this crossing—silent, known?
Or is this simply letting go?
[Chorus]
Oh, in this place we always return (ah ah)
Bare trees lined up, waiting for spring
If you say hold on, I might believe
Let the snow cover what I can’t bring
[Solo]
(Guitar and Hardanger fiddle riff, echoing)
[Bridge]
You lean, say nothing—air shakes in glitch
Train lights flicker, pulse against the skin
If I forget, will you—stay until the thaw?
Answer in the dark, or just begin
[Chorus]
Oh, in this place we always return
Are we ghosts or the last timetabled pair?
If you say hold on, I might believe
Snow falling, every promise in the air
[Outro]
(Echoed vocal ad-libs: la, ah, oh)
Just the rails, and your breath, and mine
(End echo)
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