Текст песни ВАНТУЗ - Пятая стихия

I believe that it is possible to see the whole world
If you leave the body and ascend
Like a butterfly, to the light, sacrificing yourself
To comprehend the four elements under the moon

Earth as a canvas loves a good light
What would consider the details will not last for hundreds of years?
Each of us goes through it a short way
What would be in her arms closing her eyes to sleep
Most of all I like a fine day
When the trees throw their shadow on the ground
Among the green waves in the garden, flowers are drowning
Symbol of good and light from the depths of darkness
Her gift shoots and fresh fruits
In return for daily hard work
Vibrating the body, energy runs
When I walk in the grass with a high barefoot

Over the horizon go, disappearing clouds
Hundreds of threads from the tops take the source of the river
The shore is washed away, carrying the water stream
Drops of rain drizzle trees and gardens

The Creator accidentally turned over the jug on the easel
Filling the earth with the moisture from the peaks
From a small brook, took the force of the ocean
In the depths of life originated, violating the highest plan
The portrait of our planet was completed on this
The world is separated by water in parts
Run over the land by a cobweb of the river and the sea
People on new coasts drop anchors
Beat the shaman drum in anticipation of miracles
Asking the rain a little for their gods of heaven
Water protection from disease and source of strength
Such a truth a simple man discovered
Good and evil are one, but struggle is always
While the flame is burning, until then the water flows
The sun tries to drain the earth from moisture
Thus, helping the sky to irrigate the soil

In the fire, burning up the past, it melts like ice
From mouth to mouth the most valuable people transmit
In the tragedy of Aeschylus the brave Prometheus
Got fire as a symbol of people's power
Until now, as before many hundreds of years
In memory of that feat the flame is borne by the athlete
For life one day, one burns out of love
We are turned to ashes in ashes by C'est La Vie
Stay away, that would not accidentally burn
But, going far is easy to ice
The magical properties of fire are available to us
Be reasonable that they will be revealed to you

I'm thankful for the ability to breathe air
Alas, I can not fly like a bird in the sky
But I believe in the fifth element of the unearthly ether
Where from the height of the flight of the bird can see the whole world

Time is like air, just as imperceptibly
Not noticing, breathing, and life passes by
We need an anticyclone for our latitude
What would bring a little good and warmth
Millennia of autumn and hundreds of years of winter
Temperature with a minus created by ourselves
The forecast is disappointing for many years to come
Everywhere there are blizzards and cold snow is coming

The text was written on 09/22/2010
Text was written on 09/09/2010