Time rushes forward

Стихи -ТУЧА, мастеринг СУНО


ALL we are like tightrope walkers over an abyss in the concrete jungle,
Where is nothing real, and everything is bungle.
Time flies in Moscow at intergalactic speed -
You are focused , trying to balance - & this is all what you need.
You've got a lasso around your neck, but you can't stop...
Your gaze is concentrated, but you have lost your last hope.
Your bank payment is overdue - Hello, mister!
And that's it! This is the point to stop! "Hasta la vista"!

Time rushes forward and forward —
the clock hands spin and spin...
Who are we to each other? Where is the magic word?
And what is sacred, and what is sin?
I can't keep up with anyone or anything,
I'm running, running away from myself!
This is a time of hating — life is accelerating,
Everything is repeats itself, everything is repeats itself!


You barely catch your breath,
and the run begins again.
For a rare moment— it's wealth —you come to your senses and are amazed:
In pursuit of meaning,
we move in fits and starts—survival is based on that.
We meet the most important people in our lives for just a second,
and then we scatter in different directions...
Honor and Dignity are sold—hold on!
And we no longer recognize our reflections...

Time rushes forward and forward —
the clock hands spin and spin...
Who are we to each other? Where is the magic word?
And what is sacred, and what is sin?
I can't keep up with anyone or anything,
I'm running, running away from myself!
This is a time of hating — life is accelerating,
Everything is repeats itself, everything is repeats itself!

To anticipate a miracle, to live in a sense of Hell — it's a pity.
Who are we?
Where and why are we running? WHAT do we need in this city?
Nerves are taut as strings, we drag our broken wings...
And it doesn't matter whether you believed -
And whatever you choose, you will be deceived!
Time rushes forward and forward —
the clock hands spin and spin...
Who are we to each other? Where is the magic word?
And what is sacred, and what is sin?
I can't keep up with anyone or anything,
I'm running, running away from myself!
This is a time of hating — life is accelerating,
Everything is repeat itself, everything is repeats itself!