колесница

Тяжела колесница.
Грехов полный воз
И везти их, везти
До скончанья веков...

Ты их тянешь всерьёз
Бремя прожитых дней.
И никто не поможет
А тебе, вроде, лень...

Неизвестен маршрут
И отпущенный срок
Сквозь дремучие чащи
Без проложенных троп

Из болотных трясин
Воз тащить на руках
Утопая в сугробах,
По колено в песках.

Ураганы и смерчи
Зной палящий равнин.
Стрелкой компаса сердце,
Картой - ткани души.

Одинокая гордость,
Иль попутчиков рой
Вереницей года
Отлетят к миру грёз.

Соловьиные трели,
Вой стаи волков
Но!
Ночь иссякнет.
День грядёт!

перевод под EDM:

The Chariot

[Intro]
(Heavy sub-bass pulse, dark evolving pad, metallic rattle FX, slow snare roll)
The chariot is so heavy, its weight pulls us down,
A cart full of sins, a burden that won’t drown.
To carry them on, to drag them till the end of time,
Through all the ages, without a break, without a sign.

[Verse 1]
You pull it for real, the weight of all the days you’ve known,
No one’s there to help you, and the road feels all alone.
And maybe you’re just too tired, maybe you’re too worn to care,
But the load stays with you, it’s stuck there, deep inside the air.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Snare ghost notes, rising arp, tension climbing)
The route is unknown, the time they gave you isn’t clear,
Just thick, dark thickets with no trails to show the way from here.
No marked-out path, no guiding light, no map to hold you tight,
Just wilderness and silence, under a cold and distant sky.

[Chorus]
From swampy mires you drag the cart with your own two hands,
Sinking in the snowdrifts, knee;deep in shifting sands.
Hurricanes and whirlwinds, the scorching heat of plains,
Your heart is the compass needle, your soul’s the map that pains.
Your heart is the compass, your soul is the map they gave,
To find the way through chaos, the way that no one saved.

[Verse 2]
A lonely pride, or a swarm of strangers walking by,
The years will fly in a long line, toward the realm of dreams and sighs.
Nightingales’ trills and wolves’ howls, the sounds of earth and sky,
They tell the same old story, the one we’re meant to try.

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, reversed vocal chop, ghostly textures, glitch FX)
But the night will fade away, it cannot last forevermore,
The darkness will surrender, the day will break the locked door.
The day is coming, stronger, it’s rising in the east,
With every single sunrise, the truth gets more released.

(Drop: full beat returns, aggressive sub-bass, layered percussion, dark lead, bright stabs)

[Chorus]
From swampy mires you drag the cart with your own two hands,
Sinking in the snowdrifts, knee;deep in shifting sands.
Hurricanes and whirlwinds, the scorching heat of plains,
Your heart is the compass needle, your soul’s the map that pains.
Your heart is the compass, your soul is the map they gave,
To find the way through chaos, the way that no one saved.

[Outro]
The chariot stays heavy, the burden never fully gone,
But still you keep on moving, as the dawn begins to dawn.
One step at a time, through every storm and every lie,
You carry what you must, beneath the endless open sky.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop)
“Beneath the endless sky… one step at a time…
The day will come, the night will fade, the road will clear in time.”