My Palette Моя Палитра

Перевод на английский стихов Ю.Соломатина

[Verse 1]
[Husky Male Vocal] | [Key: A minor] | [Clean electric guitar arpeggios join lute/harpsichord]
My palette's poor in Autumn's failing light,
No verdant green, no sunbeam's warm embrace,
Summer's bright hues have faded without trace...
Just ashen, icy tones now meet my sight.

[Pre-Chorus]
This dreary evening twists into a lie,
A timeless silence frozen in the air,
Warmed by illusions, fragile and so rare,
Of hearing worlds gone wandering nearby.
[Drums Break]

[Chorus]
[Male Trio - Full Harmony, Emotional Surge] | [Key: A Major] | [Heavy slow power chords, crushing drums, bass prominent]
I'll steal the blue straight from the vaulted sky,
And brazenly cram pockets full and deep,
Defying damp and frozen mists that creep,
Rushing to meet their nightly rendevous.
[Drums Break]

[Verse 2]
[Husky Male Vocal] | [Key: A minor] | [Clean electric guitar arpeggios join lute/harpsichord]
The raindrops hold their court, a reckless reign,
Madness repeating week on weary week,
The fallen leaves' soiled beds, forlorn and bleak,
Await the snow's pure coverlet in vain.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
[Guitars build intensity slightly]
A careless wind spins out its pirouette,
Accompanied by heaven's groaning sighs,
Fall slinks between the truth and dream's disguise,
Trying on its designer silhouette.

[Rock Guitar Interlude 2]
[Heavy, slow, melodic guitar solo - mournful, dramatic] [Crescendo] [Tone Modulation]
[Crescendo]
[Tone Modulation]
[Drums Break]

[Verse 3]
It struts on towering heels, this season's ghost,
The fourth interlude pacing without sound,
No calendar, no star-strewn sky around
Can curb its path, its will, its endless boast.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Sick November raves in fever's clutch,
Fall gulps the bitter potion by degrees,
And chases it with something, on the rush.
[Drums Break]

[Bridge]
[Male Duet]
It's time for nature's rest, to slip away,
Inhaling winter's numbing, frigid breath,
But puddles stir at dawn, defying death,
Shattering the ice without delay.

[Rock Guitar Interlude 3]
[More intense, emotional guitar solo] [Crescendo] [Tone Modulation]
[Drums Break]

[Chorus 2]
[Male Trio - Full Harmony, Emotional Surge] | [Key: B Major]
I'll race to meet December's bitter face,
With all its frost and fields of driven snow,
Ignore the muddy slush that chills below,
Defy the forecast and the calendar's trace.
[Drums Break]

[Cool Outro]
[Harpsichord & Lute melody reprise - clear, melancholic]
[Clean, echoing guitar arpeggios join]
[Slow fade out with heavy, distant drum beat and final bass note]