[00:00.000] 作曲 : Eugene Abdukhanov/Tatiana Shmayluk/Roman Ibramkhalilov/Vlad Ulasevich
[00:17.033]Like a lunatic, frantic
[00:21.529]The man in the room looks so dramatic
[00:25.475]With a left shoe on his right foot
[00:29.879]This spiral traffic feels too traumatic, too traumatic
[00:35.600]
[00:36.376]Quiet
[00:38.723]The man is wandering around
[00:41.834]Where's the way out he never found?
[00:44.464]And inside
[00:47.326]There's a ball made of lead
[00:50.706]It's rolling and rumbling on parquet
[00:56.977]
[00:58.518]Oh how heavy is the ball!
[01:04.288]It bends his spine to the very ground
[01:09.204]Neither his nor another
[01:12.071]Enormous, ludicrous
[01:14.664]
[01:15.432]Oh how heavy is his thought!
[01:20.599]In a half an hour or so
[01:27.151]It crushed the floor
[01:28.731]And smashed the man's toes
[01:31.885]
[01:33.186]Oh how heavy is his thought!
[01:39.165]In a half an hour or so
[01:45.392]It crushed the floor
[01:47.194]And smashed the man's soul
[01:56.847]
[02:08.705](Whirl) through the black hole in the floor
[02:13.656](Spin) I begin my whirl
[02:17.049](Swirl) I'm a driftwood with no strength
[02:21.442](Spin) without soul, with no will
[02:26.928]
[02:29.028]Like a feather I travel down (a spiral staircase)
[02:35.550]One more loop through abyss (where stairs are erased)
[02:41.834]Like a feather I travel down (a spiral staircase)
[02:48.349]Falling deeper than it is (all stairs are erased)
[02:56.433]
[02:59.312]Through rapids and stones
[03:04.266]I came like water and like wind I go
[03:11.811]Through rapids and stones
[03:16.762]I came like water and like wind I go
[03:20.926]
[03:21.435]Spin! Swirl!
[03:24.839]Whirl! Spin! Swirl!
[03:30.577]SWIRL!
[03:37.816]
[03:51.598]Whirl! Spin! Swirl!
[03:56.271]Whirl! Spin! Swirl!
[04:00.178]End

作曲 : Eugene Abdukhanov/Tatiana Shmayluk/Roman Ibramkhalilov/Vlad Ulasevich
Like a lunatic, frantic
The man in the room looks so dramatic
With a left shoe on his right foot
This spiral traffic feels too traumatic, too traumatic
Quiet
The man is wandering around
Where's the way out he never found?
And inside
There's a ball made of lead
It's rolling and rumbling on parquet
Oh how heavy is the ball!
It bends his spine to the very ground
Neither his nor another
Enormous, ludicrous
Oh how heavy is his thought!
In a half an hour or so
It crushed the floor
And smashed the man's toes
Oh how heavy is his thought!
In a half an hour or so
It crushed the floor
And smashed the man's soul
(Whirl) through the black hole in the floor
(Spin) I begin my whirl
(Swirl) I'm a driftwood with no strength
(Spin) without soul, with no will
Like a feather I travel down (a spiral staircase)
One more loop through abyss (where stairs are erased)
Like a feather I travel down (a spiral staircase)
Falling deeper than it is (all stairs are erased)
Through rapids and stones
I came like water and like wind I go
Through rapids and stones
I came like water and like wind I go
Spin! Swirl!
Whirl! Spin! Swirl!
SWIRL!
Whirl! Spin! Swirl!
Whirl! Spin! Swirl!
End