Lyrics Mitya Modnique - Midnight Sunset

As a child, I heard at night
Sounds of a strange motive.
A tool unknown to me
He published them so beautifully.

Who played? on what? - I do not know;
Everything is covered in secret darkness;
Just remember those sounds
They had power over me.

Their motive was so bewitching
So exalted, full of weasels;
However sad, scary -
Describe it is no color.

I was afraid of these sounds
Their mysterious properties
But when I didn’t hear them,
I was full of concern.

I loved when invisible
The musician played at night;
I lay numb
With surprised eyes;

I lay in my crib
Squinting eyes and breathing
With bated, fished so eagerly
Their harmony is a sob.

I can’t hear any more sounds.
What did they portend to me?
Happiness in a world of indifference
Or grief and sorrow?

I did not find myself happiness, -
The sounds of grief sang to me:
I was not afraid of them for nothing
With a serene cradle.

And I loved them, I think,
Because these sounds
I was promised happiness in death,
On the earth, a tune of only flour.

Does anyone know? maybe strings
They sang to me the words of the Covenant:
"Who suffers in the kingdom of darkness,
Enjoy in the kingdom of light. "