путнику

Останься,  путник  запоздалый,
Присядь  с  дороги  у  окна.

Поведай:  как  живут  тревоги,
Где  поселилась  суета.

Зажги  же  светоч  в  этом  доме,
А  мы  тепла  дадим  с  собой.

Так,  обменявшись  добротою,
Умножим  свет  и  теплоту,

Ну  а  затем   ею  наполним
Всю  нашу милую  планету.

Как  мало  света,  но  печали
Так  много,  что  не  пере счесть:

Как  мы  страдали,  выживали...
И...  да... молились,  призывая  смерть..

Надеялись,  что  очень  скоро
Наступит  счастье,  а  пока...

Но - это  "лишь  пока"...
Возможно               
                выдано  судьбою
Как  счастье...

А  с  просветом...
                ... маета...


перевод:


To the Traveler

[Intro]
(Warm ambient pad, gentle pulse, soft vocal layer)
Stay with us, weary traveler, come in from the cold,
Take a seat by the window, rest your soul.
Tell us how the worries live and breathe in the air,
Where the rush of the world has made its lair.

[Verse 1]
Stay, belated traveler, don’t rush away,
Sit by the window—let this moment stay.
Share the weight of the roads you’ve walked alone,
Tell me where the restless noise has made its home.
How do worries breathe? Where do they hide and grow?
I want to hear the stories you’ve carried so long.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Build-up: rising strings, subtle snare roll, increasing velocity)
Light a flame in this house—let its glow unfold,
We’ll give you warmth to hold, to keep against the cold.
In this quiet exchange, in this shared grace,
We’ll multiply the light across every space.

[Chorus]
And then we’ll fill the whole sweet planet with this glow,
With kindness passed from hand to hand, letting it flow.
There’s so little light in the world we know,
But we can make it brighter—let it start to grow.
Let it grow… let it shine… let it spread wide and slow.

[Verse 2]
So much sorrow in the world—too much to count,
The ways we’ve suffered, fought to stay above the ground.
We clung to life, surviving every bitter blow,
And yes—we even prayed for death to ease the woe.
We hoped that happiness would come before too long,
While all around us, time kept moving on and on.

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, atmospheric textures, vocal reverb, glitch FX)
But it’s just “for now”—a fleeting, fragile thing,
Maybe it’s what fate allows—a spark, not a burning ring.
With the first faint gleam of dawn, the restlessness returns,
That old familiar restless ache—the heart that ever yearns.
Is this what we call happiness—a moment, briefly won?
Or just the space between the storms, when the sky is almost done?

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

[Chorus]
And then we’ll fill the whole sweet planet with this glow,
With kindness passed from hand to hand, letting it flow.
There’s so little light in the world we know,
But we can make it brighter—let it start to grow.
Let it grow… let it shine… let it spread wide and slow.

[Verse 3]
So light the flame—not just for one, but for us all,
Let the warmth you carry be the spark that breaks the fall.
From this single kindness, we’ll build a brighter way,
Turning sorrow into hope, one gentle step each day.
Not by force, not by might, but by the quiet grace,
Of a stranger’s kindness lighting up the darkest place.

[Outro]
A little light—but oh, how much the world needs it now,
To outshine the heavy weight of all the pain somehow.
So stay a while, share your story, let the flame burn clear,
Together we can multiply the light—so don’t disappear.
Don’t disappear… just stay… just share… just be here.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop): “stay… stay… just be here…”