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мы станем старше-
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остынут затаённые проблемы...
былое оживить - что
лучше сможет?

фотоальбомы
сохранённые
сюжеты.

На  полках  истории
разные  лица...
под  слоем  пыли
их  память  хранится...
в  паденье  иль к славе -
столетий  налёт
покрыл  тайны  судеб...
уж  их  и  не  помним...

но  только,  увы...
бродить  по  музеям
и рыться  в  архивах...
мы  просто  не  в  силах:
топь  серости  быта,
втянув,  поглотила
 
... на  сотни  лет  -  лица...
их  память  -  хранима

Лови момент
и занеси в историю -
когда-то фотография сгодится:
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лица...

мы станем старше-
стало  быть  мудрее...
остынут затаённые проблемы...
былое оживить - что
лучше сможет?

фотоальбомы -
сохранённые
сюжеты.


перевод под EDM:

Seize the Moment

[Intro]
(Warm arp loop, soft kick, evolving pad, airy hi-hats)
Seize the moment, carve it into history’s spine,
One day this photo will be worth its weight in time.
Old age steals the faces from our memories, line by line,
Leaving just the echo of what once felt so divine.

[Verse 1]
We’ll grow older — and maybe wiser in our way,
The hidden troubles will cool down, fade into the gray.
How else can we bring the past back to life again?
What could do it better than the stories photos tell?
Photo albums — preserved plots, frozen in their frame,
Moments captured, never lost, forever staying the same.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Rising synth, snare ghost notes, tension climbing)
On the shelves of history, so many different faces line the wall,
Beneath a layer of dust, their memories quietly call.
Whether in fall or in glory, the patina of centuries lies,
Covering the secrets of fates — now we barely recognize.
We just don’t remember them anymore, the tales have gone away,
Buried in time, fading out, day after day.

[Chorus]
Seize the moment, lock it deep inside your mind,
Let the camera hold the truth you’re scared to leave behind.
Because old age will steal the faces from the stories we unfold,
And all we’ll have left are fragments — shadows, cold and old.
Seize the moment — it’s the only thing that stays,
While the world keeps turning, washing memories away.

[Verse 2]
But alas, we’re not strong enough to wander through the museums’ halls,
Or dig through archives, chasing echoes in the walls.
The swamp of everyday gray pulls us in, swallows us whole,
Sucking the wonder out of time, stealing back control.
Still, for hundreds of years, those faces remain somehow,
Their memory kept alive, even if we’ve lost the how.
They’re still there, beneath the dust, beneath the weight of years,
Silent witnesses of lives that vanished into tears.

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, ambient textures, vocal reverb, glitch FX)
We can’t outrun the tide, we can’t rewrite the past,
All we can do is hold on tight to moments as they pass.
Let the photos be our proof, our anchor in the storm,
A single frame that holds a world, keeps a heart from being torn.
Even when the gray drags us down, even when we lose our way,
There’s a spark in every snapshot — a light that won’t decay.

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

[Chorus]
Seize the moment, lock it deep inside your mind,
Let the camera hold the truth you’re scared to leave behind.
Because old age will steal the faces from the stories we unfold,
And all we’ll have left are fragments — shadows, cold and old.
Seize the moment — it’s the only thing that stays,
While the world keeps turning, washing memories away.

[Outro]
Seize the moment… hold it close…
Before the dust settles, before the light goes.
Photo by photo, face by face,
We keep the past alive in this space.
For hundreds of years… their memory’s kept…
In every frame, in every breath, we don’t forget.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop): “seize the moment… seize the moment…”