Разговоры, новости, мои думы из вечного и результат - мрачнее тучи. Ну и meh.

Зато у Поэтов альбом вышел новый. И что-то :/ 3 песни понравились. Ну ладно 4. И по обыкновению - у какой название зацепило, та и волшебна. К концу альбома я прямо взглянула на нее и мыслю: "Ну давай, 10я песня, не подведи". Moonlight Kissed абсолютнейший фаворит по музыке, атмосфере, настроению, времени и по после уже прочитанному тексту.



I see shadow and light stroking the mist
and I hear voices take flight and send out our wish
of peaceful dreams on a night moonlight kissed
Tendrils of smoke lash the street and shamelessly court
disguised honey sweet to cater all sorts
and hushed tones all agree and the world distorts
Wishing on a speck of dust in this crazy ocean of fate,
an echo of a memory and maybe just a little too late
Fingers of blue on the snow reaching to touch
the warm light still aglow across the porch
We watch the scene die untold outside our window
For my words are the salt of lust on that ivory skin,
difficult to hear at all through the everyday din
What is this if not some witchcraft
wrapped up widdershins to lead us all astray,
hook in mouth, on through such webs of lies
truth’s a distant star in our eyes moonlight kissed
New day comes again and it laughs in our face
whispering secrets of pain by all its names,
what flame could burn out the stain of a life misplaced
But summer’s scent still lingers in your hair,
despite the ache there’s magic everywhere
Out the window run rebellion
rapt with all you find for seeking something new
Play in the ponds like summer’s wind
Dance with trees melding with mist
beyond their flower field like you’re moonlight kissed