Текст и слова песни Black Jester – Night Voices
Show me your paths, ghosts of the past
Rose petals are slipping in the deep
Down the dark river of my thoughts,
I've forgotten the row of the feast
The night is cold, I see all my life
Pining away in the shroud of every day
Yearning for love, yearning for death,
Even the clowns are quit in their beds
Don't turn off the lights on the roundabout of life
Night shadows are dancing with my fears
Let's play again on the roundabout of life
The silence will scrape off my mask
... the roundabout of life... at nightfall
Show me my guilts, ghosts of the right,
Don't believe you can dull my sight
Scraps of faith at candle's light
Down the street a poor man is dying
Don't turn off the lights on the roundabout of life
Night shadows are dancing with my fears
Let's play again on the roundabout of life
The silence will scrape off my mask
[Chorus:]
Seven black horses will rush
Through the ancient bonfires
Please let me understand,
Where their run will end.
Tomorrow will come with yesterday's face
Whispering words like old litanies
Yearning for death, yearning for love,
Just a flame is trembling in my court
Don't turn off the lights on the roundabout of life
Night shadows are dancing with my fears
Let's play again on the roundabout of life
The silence will scrape off my mask
[Chorus]
... the roundabout of life... at nightfall
Rose petals are slipping in the deep
Down the dark river of my thoughts,
I've forgotten the row of the feast
The night is cold, I see all my life
Pining away in the shroud of every day
Yearning for love, yearning for death,
Even the clowns are quit in their beds
Don't turn off the lights on the roundabout of life
Night shadows are dancing with my fears
Let's play again on the roundabout of life
The silence will scrape off my mask
... the roundabout of life... at nightfall
Show me my guilts, ghosts of the right,
Don't believe you can dull my sight
Scraps of faith at candle's light
Down the street a poor man is dying
Don't turn off the lights on the roundabout of life
Night shadows are dancing with my fears
Let's play again on the roundabout of life
The silence will scrape off my mask
[Chorus:]
Seven black horses will rush
Through the ancient bonfires
Please let me understand,
Where their run will end.
Tomorrow will come with yesterday's face
Whispering words like old litanies
Yearning for death, yearning for love,
Just a flame is trembling in my court
Don't turn off the lights on the roundabout of life
Night shadows are dancing with my fears
Let's play again on the roundabout of life
The silence will scrape off my mask
[Chorus]
... the roundabout of life... at nightfall
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