https://vk.com/yossi_kossovits_music Музыка и слова : Ёсси Коссовиц Перевод: Александр Коссовски
"Painting Black Birds"
Soaking in the pouring rain As if homeless people go I am making my own way Through the flock of glossy coats
Puddles try and mirror light Of the lamppost by my side The crystal ball got somewhat smoked Inside my body something stopped
Labs at night thunder with mice’s gnawing Oh, loud enough for no one to get calling Night’s open windows let out no secrets Then where do those screams come from when the moon glitters?
The rain puts out people’s souls Taking the world’s light away Burning candles light up holes When those are long out of faith
The darkness covers up the flaws Nothing gets ideal though Trapped inside the neon claws Blinding every morning’s dawn
Labs at night thunder with mice’s gnawing Oh, loud enough for no one to get calling Night’s open windows let out no secrets Then where do those screams come from when the moon glitters?
My madness that crosses all possible lines Thrives at its hostage all twisted in vines Wounds bleeding out or inside: not clear And any time now I will disappear
All await the tragic news I am painting in black birds All alike some creature crews With no hearts to feel it hurts
A wildly torn apart kitty body Is a leftover fo a dog’s little party Night’s open windows let out no secrets Then where do those screams come from when the moon glitters?
My madness that crosses all possible lines Thrives at its hostage all twisted in vines Wounds bleeding out or inside: not clear And any time now I will disappear