Музыка сна

в мир снов отправляясь с закатом
несомый крылом фантазий
в полёте грёз и мечтаний
суть наша жизнь внутри:
выпить по каплям сон
песней разжечь рассвет,
выпустив сердце в мир -
скажешь: "Прожить сумел".
Кто-то воскликнет: "Нет!
Жизнь твоя не удалась:
ты не арабский шейх
и не великий князь,
женщин гарем не стяжал".
Молча смотря в ответ,
следуй музыке сна,
чутко внимая внутри
скрытый нотами текст,
что напевает душа
в отдохновеньи от дел
и повседневных проблем,
пока не поглотит
вечного сна тишина.

перевод под EDM:

The Music of Sleep

[Intro]
(Soft ambient pad, gentle pulse bass, shimmering arp, airy textures)
As the sunset calls me into the world of dreams,
Carried on the wing of fantasy’s unseen stream.
In the flight of daydreams and long-held wishes,
This is where our true life quietly lives.
Drink the dream drop by drop, let the song ignite the dawn,
Set your heart free into the world — then you’ll say, “I’ve truly lived on.”

[Verse 1]
Someone will shout, “No, it’s not true — your life has gone astray,
You’re no Arabian sheikh, no prince of glory’s day,
No harem of women gathered to your name,
Your story’s not the one they write in fame.”
I’ll stand in silence, looking back with steady gaze,
Following the music of the sleep that guides my ways.
Listening deep inside, where the hidden notes unfold,
The secret text the soul is humming, warm and bold.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Rising synth, subtle snare rolls, tension building)
It’s the tune the soul sings when the day’s work fades away,
A rest from daily troubles, from the weight that never stays.
Until the silence of eternal sleep creeps closer, soft and slow,
Wrapping all the noise and chaos in a quiet undertow.

[Chorus]
Follow the music of the dream, let it lead you through the night,
Every hidden note a secret, every whisper full of light.
Drop by drop, the dream is yours to drink and hold inside,
Let the song of dawn rise up — let your heart ride the tide.
That’s how you know you’ve lived: not by titles, not by gold,
But by the quiet hum the soul has always known and told.

[Verse 2]
Still I’ll walk the path the lullaby is drawing in the air,
Not because I’m lost in fantasy, not caught in any snare.
Just because the truth of living hides beneath the surface’s gleam,
In the way the heart can tremble when it feels another’s dream.
And when the silence grows too deep, when the final calm arrives,
All that’s left is this soft melody, the one that quietly survives.
No need to prove your worth with crowns or kingdoms on display,
Just the steady hum of being, carried on from day to day.

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, atmospheric textures, vocal reverb, glitch FX)
They’ll judge by what the world rewards, by riches and renown,
But the real measure of a life is the whisper that won’t drown.
The notes the soul was born to sing, the ones that stay inside,
Even when the noise of living tries to pull you far aside.
So keep listening to the music, let it anchor you and guide,
For the dream’s soft rhythm holds the truth you’re meant to recognize inside.

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

[Chorus]
Follow the music of the dream, let it lead you through the night,
Every hidden note a secret, every whisper full of light.
Drop by drop, the dream is yours to drink and hold inside,
Let the song of dawn rise up — let your heart ride the tide.
That’s how you know you’ve lived: not by titles, not by gold,
But by the quiet hum the soul has always known and told.

[Outro]
On the wing of fantasy, into the land of dreams we glide,
Drinking each quiet drop, letting dawn be our guide.
Heart set free, soul at rest — that’s the life that truly sings,
Until the silence of forever softly wraps its wings.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop): “follow the music… follow the music…”