Зеркала

Зеркала.
В них за плотным стеклом
Скрыт неведомый мир отраженья:
То приветливым кажется он,
То кокетством введёт в заблужденье...
Цепь событий вселить может в дом,
Сна нарушив спокойность теченья.

Окружают полотна зеркал,
Привнеся любование милым
Драгоценнейшим  образом «Я»...
Обозначив усталых предательство линий
И …  подсказкой: поплыл  макияж...

Зеркала.
Нам без них не прожить -
В них сокрыта обыденность тайны:
То ... окатят волной  обаянья,
То ... обидные корчат гримасы...
Распаляя глаза - правят миром,
Отпуская - влекут в никуда.


перевод под EDM:

Mirrors

[Intro]
(Atmospheric synth swell, low pulse bass, subtle reverse cymbal, evolving texture)
Mirrors. Behind the thick glass, a hidden world unfolds,
A realm of reflections — mysterious, untold.
Sometimes it seems so welcoming, warm and kind,
Other times it lures you in with a flirtatious mind.
A chain of events can slip into your home,
Breaking the calm flow of your quiet dreams, all alone.

[Verse 1]
Canvases of mirrors surround me everywhere,
Bringing delight to the image I hold most dear.
The most precious portrait of the “I” I adore,
Yet it also shows the betrayal of tired lines once more.
And as a quiet hint, the makeup starts to blur,
Revealing what the surface tries so hard to hide from view.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Rising arp, snare ghost notes, tension climbing)
We can’t live without them — they hold the secret of the mundane,
The ordinary veiled in mystery, in shades of change.
One moment they drench you in a wave of charm and grace,
The next they twist their faces, showing hurtful, cold disgrace.
They fuel the fire in your eyes, they rule the world for a while,
Then let you go, pulling you into a path that leads to nowhere, mile after mile.

[Chorus]
Mirrors! They shape the truth we’re scared to face,
Reflections spinning in an endless, twisted space.
They show the masks we wear, the roles we play so well,
And whisper secrets we were never meant to tell.
Mirrors don’t lie — but they don’t tell the whole tale,
Just fragments of a story lost inside the veil.

[Verse 2]
Behind the dense glass, the unknown world still hides,
Playing tricks with light, distorting all the tides.
It toys with your perception, flirts with your belief,
Luring you with sweet illusions, stealing all your grief… or relief.
Every shift, every shimmer — a new version of yourself,
Like a chain of moments tangled up on some invisible shelf.

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, ambient textures, vocal reverb, glitch FX)
No mirror can capture the soul that burns inside,
The essence that remains when all the masks have died.
It only catches the surface, the gleam and the glow,
But never the depth of the currents far below.
Still, we keep on looking, chasing shadows on the wall,
Trying to find the truth in reflections after all.

(Drop: full beat returns, heavy bass, supersaw lead, sidechain pumping, layered percussion)

[Chorus]
Mirrors! They shape the truth we’re scared to face,
Reflections spinning in an endless, twisted space.
They show the masks we wear, the roles we play so well,
And whisper secrets we were never meant to tell.
Mirrors don’t lie — but they don’t tell the whole tale,
Just fragments of a story lost inside the veil.

[Outro]
Mirrors… behind the glass…
A world of illusions, never quite the same.
Sometimes kind, sometimes cruel,
Always playing by their own strange game.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop): “mirrors… mirrors… behind the glass…”