машина

Любите, если  любится,
сияя  в  мир  душой
ведь  в  каждой,
волей случая:
заложен
светоч
свой.
И попали под машину
Те, кто создали машину
И машина их скрутила,
Подавила и сломила
И не поняли они
Сами в гибели повинны:
Эти люди – властелины
Стали мягче пластилина
Их созданье их погубит,
так как люди те не любят
никого и ничего.
И вмешательство тогда
Осознает их душа:
Каждого, кто в том повинен.
несомненно! так судьба
оставляет: метки, вехи.
Что решает лишь сама.
Кто-то должен постараться:
Сети тлена растворить,
Распалить в угасших душах
Светоч, что сумели притушить.
И у пройденной черты
призадумайся о мире:
Так ли жили, как хотели,
Той любви ли сети были.



перевод под EDM:

The Machine

[Intro]
(Pulsing synth bass, metallic FX, rhythmic engine tick, rising arp)
Love if love comes naturally, let your soul shine out to the world,
For in every heart, by chance’s will, a little light is curled.
A spark is planted deep inside, no matter how the winds may blow,
It’s there to glow, to guide the way — you only have to let it grow.

[Verse 1]
And they stepped beneath the machine, the ones who gave it life and form,
The very hands that built the gears became the fuel, the storm.
The machine it twisted them and crushed, it broke them down and made them small,
Like soft clay losing shape and strength beneath the weight of it all.
They never saw the truth they made, the blade they forged with steady hand,
Their own creation turned against them — a bitter, iron-cold command.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Snare rolls, glitch stabs, tension climbing)
They didn’t understand their fall, the guilt that lived inside their own design,
How the rulers of the world became the weakest, simplest kind.
Those lords of steel and circuitry, the masters of the grand machine,
Were swallowed whole by what they loved, by what they thought would always lean.

[Chorus]
For they didn’t love a soul or thing, their hearts were cold and hollow stone,
And that’s the curse the fates have set — the machine calls them home.
Fate leaves its marks, its milestones clear, no way to hide, no way to run,
Each guilty soul will feel the weight — the reckoning has just begun.
The reckoning has just begun…

[Verse 2]
Someone must try to break the net, the web of decay that binds us tight,
To reignite the fading lights the world has tried so hard to quench.
To fan the spark that’s nearly gone, to warm the souls that lost their fire,
To lift the veil and show the way for hearts that wander in the mire.
We must dissolve the chains of dust, the cold embrace of fading years,
And wake the glow that’s buried deep beneath the silence and the fears.

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, ambient textures, vocal reverb, glitch FX)
Stand at the line you’ve crossed and pause, look back across the road you’ve trod,
Was this the life you truly wanted? Was this the love you called your own?
Were these the threads you wished to weave, the nets of feeling you designed?
Or did you lose your way along the current, lost inside the noise and wind?

(Drop: full beat returns, aggressive saw bass, layered percussion, dark lead)

[Chorus]
For they didn’t love a soul or thing, their hearts were cold and hollow stone,
And that’s the curse the fates have set — the machine calls them home.
Fate leaves its marks, its milestones clear, no way to hide, no way to run,
Each guilty soul will feel the weight — the reckoning has just begun.
The reckoning has just begun…

[Outro]
So love if love can find its way, let your soul be the guiding star,
For every heart holds its own flame — no matter how far or how hard.
Stand by the edge and choose again, rewrite the path you’ve left behind,
Don’t let the machine erase the light — keep burning, keep it bright.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop): “keep burning… keep it bright…”