Tishina

Times tears into pieces, everyday is a scream

Moment fades into a ringing in your ears

And if everything's fine you will hear your laughter

It is time that's laughing, tilting back its head

If something is wrong, moan is crushed down with tear

And will drown to the bottom of troubled times, as sand

And sometimes there's only time and emptiness

Nothing is happening: silence

Silence, tss.. hush, hush, hush..

Silence

Silence, Tss..

I'm hearing her lips' whisper, her fine perfume

I'm hearing the rustle of her dress and her footsteps' sound

When she is asleep I can hear her dreams

I can even hear each eyelash she raises

And if she suddenly cries in her pillow at night

I'll count how many tears she's hiding from me

But she's not here now, somewhere she went

And nothing is happening: silence

Loneliness scares me, imprisons me in

I'm hearing the silent gritting of my circulation system

Heart beats on my head with its huge hammer of pain

And eyes burn from formed salt

I'm counting down seconds, counting down hours

I'm waiting for the one who will bring me silence

And he comes in with a bag where winter hides

Water, spoon, cotton wool and silence

Silence, tss.. hush, hush, hush..

Silence

Silence, Tss..

I'm not hearing what I want, but what I have to

My time only flows by moans

And with every hour these moans fade away

And sometimes I can't hear them at all

And I can't hear the steps of something terrible close

But soon I will meet with this wandering stare

And time will end, along with emptiness

Only silence is left.

Silence, tss.. hush, hush, hush..

Silence

Silence, Tss..