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ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyrics for song 1.
Cold

Add some contrast and look - I will be here.
I will be near you; nobody can do you any harm.
There will be only one look and one feeling:
The cold between us can't be stopped.

Music in space where there aren't any rules cannot be stopped.
Nobody can turn it off - it isn't a leaf.
Tomorrow isn't pictured on poster paper.
Although it will be within the limits of possibility to break off relationships
And open them again.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyrics for song 2.
The Wood Cutter

I don't come through the walls.
Actually the walls come through me.
I don't fall from the clouds to the ground.
Actually the clouds fall down as drops onto my head.
Anxiety, sadness - they are not the reason why I am so struck when looking at you.

A white line on the black sky
Is only a falling star.
A figure drawn with coal on the white paper
Is a woodcutter in the winter forest,
When the snow falls in shrouds like white walls.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyrics for song 3.
Take a Glance

Slide by the sight on the tops of the trees,
Divert yourself from the presentation of summer's approach.
It will help you calculate your forces.

A strange dance of hour-hands
Evokes thoughts of a plate of meat dumplings.
The click of the metronome doesn't release me
From the frameworks of a dusty picture.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyrics for song 4.
Through the Love

Probably the evening-giant has pressed the hobnail into the sky,
And so a hole has arisen in the sky,
And he was proud.
The orifice increased and rain
Scattered a handful of loneliness on a city.
I am going.
There are letters in a puddle.
What?
The watch-maker's...
There is a cuckoo clock with a pendulum.
Come here.
Ahead
Someone solid is also getting wet -
A statue.
Through love, as through
A swarm of jelly-fish
I am swimming -
Separately with each one.
I am pushing through this nettle-jelly,
And it is not a cluster of grapes.
I can't understand: whether the sea has become
Too warm from the calm
And spawned the jelly-fish, or whether
I had not studied the geometry of the seabed well enough
At the institute and at school.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyrics for song 5.
The Thunderstorm Is Coming

A thunderstorm is coming. Be prepared for a meeting.
Hang out the linen, like flags, in the wastelands. Put these valuable papers down on the ground.
The thunderstorm is nearer. Please, make tea quickly.
Oh, how beautiful! ..
The Flying wind whipped the linen,
Tore it off and dragged it through the dirt.
The wind shreds the papers to pieces
And is going to tear up my favourite plum up by the roots.
The rain nicely tells me, clapping me on the shoulder:
"Everything is alright" ...



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyric for song 6.
The Mistiness

A misty meaning. There is mistiness somewhere out there.
And not the fog above the moor
Poor stars... even those in constellations are not given the meaning of zodiac shapes.
You open your eyes when there is too much light and the light blinds you
It means in fact that you even did not open your eyes.
That's why I don't pronounce a word, but only position the stars.
And I do it in such a way as if you had opened your eyes and saw the sky.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyric for song 7.
Termites.

The termites are munching the plank,
On which I am standing.
More and more of them are coming out of their burrows.
These terms like termites...are just that terms.
Aimlessly like the light of the sun - like the ripples from a stone tossed into the water...
The number of the bottle is unknown:
Who will drink it and when.
In an unknown place the sun sets behind the horizon.
The unknown night is coming slowly.
And thoughts fuse in the glass which is my head,
Like the wine of uncertainty...



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyric for song 8.
The Minute.

The minute. The ticking of the clock quickens the time.
Sadness is barred off and humor with it too,
The sad humor of that minute, when you are so lonely,
Is like the striking of the clock - which sounds like the cruel whipping of midnight horses...
Perplexity - the shadow of a cloud carrying a thunderstorm.
The heavy air is food for frightening dreams.
Life is like patience, where theFury-destiny lays down the cards.
My funeral cortege is like a joker drawn in a carriage...
Everything is flying to nowhere.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyric for song 9.
Jackdaws

Look, how the jackdaws are flouncing in the sky.
And the sky is not even a gift.
As soon as the best sword touched a crown,
The horse moved back without any reason.
Without spurs, without a sound the horse backed up.
The crown fell down in the grass, and the jackdaws
Flounced up into the sky. Like a drunkard,
I waved not a sword, but a stick.
And no crown was seen lying in the grass,
But there was a golden maple leaf.
I was surprised with the black jackdaws
Inhaling the clear wind of melancholy.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Between Two Mirrors'. 2001.

Lyric for song 10.
Three Colours

White or grey,
Grey or black,
Black or mourning,
Mourning or night.
With a lie or with a belief,
For certain or debatable,
A youth or an old man,
In the heart or good riddance.

Pink or red,
Red or cherry,
Cherry or the lips,
The lips or the blood.
Everything or nothing,
First or superfluous,
Gentle or rough,
Bluff or love.

Light-blue or navy,
Navy or the sky,
The sky or the birds,
The birds or the eyes.
Bach or Rossini,
Proudly or blindly,
Masks or faces,
Laughter or tears.




ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Vinyl Spring, Digital Autumn'. 2002.

Lyric for track 4.
Absolute Control

You control the hall, the guards and the audience.
You control everything that is going on in the world.
But this is not yet absolute control:
It can't be torn like a ticket.
You can control only a little.
Absolute control is death.
Absolute control is immortality.
A single man in the world is absolute control.

New feet carry the cross of the body.
New thoughts are laughter and disdain.
There is vigilant surveillance of a pig's eye.
The days are ten vultures, loud laughter, and folly.
But what is the wood saying about the winter?
My body is disturbed by the voice of blood.
There are signs of wine in sunsets and leaves...
Everywhere - under my feet and above my head.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Vinyl Spring, Digital Autumn'. 2002.

Lyric for track 5.
It Is Winter

The ducks fly to the South
The sun rises on the East
The ground gives a growths,
and autumn drops on ground all its harvest.
It is winter.

I saw the way the snow falls
I saw the way the rain falls
I saw the way the leaves fall
I saw how the way people fall.




ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Vinyl Spring, Digital Autumn'. 2002.

Lyric for track 6.
Miss the Target

My major blow
Always misses the target.
A fit of laughter from nowhere proves this.
My main principle
Always means nothing
For these who make much of both.
Effaced borders don't mean that something has happened;
It is impossible to efface something that doesn't exist.
And borders...
That's why whatever I start doing is not really my cup of tea.
My eyes, my ears, my nose, my body reception -
Are just different spoons
With which they are cramming me
With all sorts of muck...
How much poison has come through me-
Sure, I have already been dead for a long time.
From this point of view only stones are truly alive.
Stones eat nothing - and this is the main principle.
This is the main principle: stones eat nothing.
Because of this
My major blow always misses the target...
Always.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Vinyl Spring, Digital Autumn'. 2002.

Lyric for track 7.
Tree by the Wall

I saw a tree behind me in the mirror,
There was no tree when I glanced back.
And once again I looked at myself in the mirror,
And I saw the tree by the wall and the shadow of the tree on the wall.
However, when I was looking at the wall
I didn't see the tree...
Looking at the wall I didn't see the tree...
Nothing was growing by the wall.
And only with the mirror
I could see the tree
And the shadow of the tree on the wall...



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'Vinyl Spring, Digital Autumn'. 2002.

Lyric for track 9.
Substance

You are just entering the tunnel,
I am leaving it,
And there is snow in my way...
The mummies of summer raindrops fall from the sky,
To blow up the cylinder of a mechanism with instincts of a heart,
Which is clanking somewhere in the chest.
It is not glass; it is not the moon - the substance of rain
Has trickled down the wall.
It is not winter, it is not spring -
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
"Look," they say, "look:" But there is nothing -
Not even any trace of rain.
But this is the moon, if the curve line doesn't distort it,
Or it is a handful of snow, snow that doesn't thaw,
Everlasting snow.
This is a man in the race towards substance,
The substance of the wall, the leaves, the eyes and the water.


Translated by Tatyana Soldatenkova and Melissa Cook.




ROMISLOKUS. The Time Playes a Role - Single of 2002.

Thumb through, don't sleep
On every page
It is not so clever
It is not so boring

Getting together the crumbs
In priority of picking it by pigeon
Receive a face of city

What does a time play?
The time plays a role.

A light line of old moon is a broach for gapers.
At the place where there is no silence there is nothing - empty.

What does a time play?
The time plays a role.






ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 1.
Cool

Dirt
I've come out of home
Slide
Look under legs
Cool
I harp on: Cool
White faces look from the windows

Find the place where you listened
Find that place with your search engine
Getting out fluently from the clouds
We fluently dip into the new clouds

Rain
I'm all shook up
Jesus,
Please give me new shoes
Two drops are not rain
But sky became much dark
The trees turn to gray color
Faces of strangers glimmering in the night

Find the place where you listened
Find that place with your search engine
Getting out fluently from the clouds
We fluently dip into the new clouds



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 2.
Dreg

No sun, no moon
No ground, no sky
Smog, damp, grayness
The wall

No voices, no silence
No light, no darkness
Grey people paint the time by gray color.

Dreg

Welcome the knight of hot-dogs and donuts
You came to know what is the difference
Between you and lover of raviolis and fried potatoes
Who are you: dipsomaniac or magus?



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 3.
L`amour

Lyrics by Yuri Smolnikov
Translated by Thierri Sportouche.

L`amour est joie, ivresse absolue.
L`amour est sainte folie, fin de tous debuts
Moment de perfection, masque de doux mensonges,
Vision comme a travers l`eau, prototype du fouet.
L`amour est espoir dans le desespoir,
Caracteristique principale de la folie - canon.
L`amour est pur dans chaque corps imur, fantome,
Mot de passe et rappel incorporels.
L`amour est fatigue et source intarissable de pouvoir.
L`amour est poison et le meilleur des medicaments.
L`amour est immortalite et image de la mort,
La prison et la liberte.
L`amour est insouciant et logique,
L`amour est dans la nostalgie et dans les pierres des pyramides.
L`amour n`est pas eternel, mais toujours inhabituel.
L`amour est en bandouliere a travers le labyrinthe eternel.


Love

Love is joy, absolute intoxication.
Love is saint folly, end of all starts;

Moment of perfect, mask of sweet lie,
Sight like through the water, prototype of whip.

Love is hope in despair, main feature of craziness - cannon.
Love is sinless in every wicked body, incorporeal phantom,
Password and recall.

Love is fatigue and unquenchable source of power.
Love is poison and best medicine.
Love is immortality and image of death,
Prison and freedom.

Love is careless and logic,
Love is in nostalgia and in the stones of pyramids.
Love isn't eternal, but always uncustomary.
Love is in sling through eternal labyrinth.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 4.
If

If you one day wish to say to me.
If you in far lands don't know where to find me.
If friends show you very other way.
If last forces leave you,
If you stop to believe:

If you decide that I disappeared,
If you think that I forgot,
If you believe that I betrayed:

Remember, remember my voice
Remember the way I was saying to you
Oh, my love, will be together
In spite of all pain.
Will be together.
Remember, remember my voice.
Remember the way I was saying to you.
Remember, remember my voice.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 5.
Freedom

The word "freedom" is enounced without abhorrence,
But how would you say about a harlot
Who pose nude for "Playboy" making show from her sweets?
Knights-cuckolds loose their blood in the fight for her favor.

I am freedom.

I sawed my pike for palisade around my house
And, if there were not blood, I would turn into a cloud a long time
before the drought is finished.

But everyone's experiment to survive in extreme conditions must be clear.
"Empty" - "ship of desert" babbles, -
"Pray to camel's thorn,
Change one illusion for another by pressing a small button."

Recount your money - it is a price of hope.
How can you throw up your happiness when it's easy to get the tears?

I am freedom.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 6.
I'm Tired

I understand,
I can understand,
Even sometimes I want.
But I'm tired for a day
On my work - I'm tired from my work.

My hands and legs are tired.
My body is tired,
I can't understand anything
And this music is not for me.

And those, who listen it representing delight on their faces,
Are defined by me:
I'm tired but they aren't tired.
I'm tired.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 7.
Name

I was crashed in a car accident too
I was also shot from the gun
Getting me down on the ground.
They have also found in me killing viruses
I'm also walking in that crowd
Where you were melt to disappear from the eyes.
And don't be angry if someone called you throwing strange name
It wasn't your name
It was my name.

I don't take umbrage on you too
Although I was called a lot of times
And turning around I found that they make a mistake.
I have come to get you out from this crowd,
To let you not to be miscalled from behind your back
Because what they only do is confusing you with another man
I have come this way too.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 8.
Persici

Lyrics by Yuri Smolnikov
Translated by Alberto Nucci.

Com'e brillante il ghiaccio sul vetro
Nella luce del sole che sorge!
A destra - fumo,
A sinistra - foresta.
Pietre sui crocevia - piccola Stonehenge,
La valle del'erba bianca davanti
Colline e montagne lontane.

Avro un premio, comprero per me un panorama lunare,
E ridero, guardando la Luna.

Tuttavia... e vera Luna?
Solo un pezzo di carta.
Solo un foglio - non c'e niente da ridere.
Piu libri, meno foreste.
C'e acora meno forestre

Persici andati a sognare sul ghiaccio,
Smeraldo e Rubino nel Cristallo
Puoi vedere questo mondo chiazzato,
Ove ognuno cerca il piacere?
Lacrime e frecce dirette al suolo.

Mi sono seduto davanti a un pezzo di carta
Non ho scritto una parola
Ho lasciato tutte le parole nell'intangibile
Ho visto fregate e brigantini:
Il diluvio non e affondare -
Succede quando tutti annegano.
Tutti annegano - presto o tardi.
Cosi, questo e il Diluvio.

Persici andati a sognare sul ghiaccio,
Smeraldo e Rubino nel Cristallo
Puoi vedere questo mondo chiazzato,
Ove ognuno cerca il piacere?
Io ero qui permanente
Non ci me ne sono andato ne anche per un momento
L'amara esperienza non lascia a capire
Dov'e il su
Lacrime e frecce dirette al suolo.


Perches on Ice

How shiny the ice on the glass is in the light of rising sun!
On the right - smoke, on the left - forest.
Stone by crossroads - small Stonehenge,
Like a meadow of mysterious grass, hills and far mountains.
I'll get a prize, will buy for myself a moon's landscape,
I will be laughing to watch a Moon.
Though : is it real Moon?
Just a piece of paper. Just a sheet - it is not laughing.
The more books, the less forests. The less forests.

Perches gone to dream on ice - Emerald and Ruby in Crystal.
Can you see this brindled world,
where everyone is looking for a pleasure?
Tears and arrows direct to the ground.

I sat before a piece of paper, didn't write a word
I left in untouchness all the words, I saw frigates and brigs :
Deluge isn't sinking - it happens when everybody drowns.
Everyone drowns - early or late. So, this is the Deluge.
Perches gone to dream on ice - Emerald and Ruby in Crystal.
Can you see this brindled world,
where everyone is looking for a pleasure?

All the time of my life I was here.
I never leave this place for anywhere
The bitter experience doesn't give a chance to understand
Where is the sky? Tears and arrows direct to the ground.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 9.
Tree By The Wall

I saw a tree behind me in the mirror,
There was no tree when I glanced back.
And once again I looked at myself in the mirror,
And I saw the tree by the wall and the shadow of the tree on the wall.
Looking at the wall I didn't see the tree...
Looking at the wall I didn't see the tree...
Nothing was growing by the wall.
And only with the mirror I could see the tree
And the shadow of the tree on the wall...
Come to me, I'll give you all you need.
Come to me, I'll give you all you need.
You will get it soon, now. But before do what I want.
Otherwise you will lose what you have.
Otherwise you will lose what you have.
What I give and what you have makes all that exists.
There is nothing to present more.
There is nothing more to wish.
Come to me, do what I want.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for song 10.
Captain Zero

Let's come together to this cold dawn - no one will see.
We see each other before an endless wall
And two girls like statues standing by the only gates of the world.
They wait for a touch of our hands for so many years.

Captain Zero makes me to forget my dream,
Captain Zero makes me.

We ran on the leaves and yellow grass -
No one can tell you about this feeling.
Bewitched forest makes noise from another side of the wall,
Fen fire of personal freedom is lost in the darkness of bedrooms.

Captain Zero makes me to forget my dream,
Captain Zero makes me, but I want to be free.



ROMISLOKUS. Album 'All Day Home'. 2002.

Lyric for the bonus song.
Happy New Year

What's happening to me?
What's happening to you?
Together we are walking on the time that gone away.
We still hope.

You still believe in me.
You listen to my voice.
And everyone can tell you that tonight we're gonna come.
To watch the sky of better year.

Happy New Year!
It is here we know secrets of the time
we know keywords tonight.
Happy New Year!
It is wind cold enough to help me live
blowing on very high.

And can you feel the same?
I would be very pleased
to hear the words that you pronounce in this time for me.

What's happening to me?
What's happening to you?
Together we are walking on the time that gone away.
We still hope.



ROMISLOKUS. Single'2003.

Lyric for the song "Time Plays a Rock"

Just do it! Don't sleep
on every page.
It is not so clever.
It is not so boring.

Getting together the crumbs.
In priority of picking it by pigeon.
Receive a face of city.

What does a time play?
What does a time play?
What does a time play?
The time plays rock.

Light line of old moon - a broach for gapers.
At the place where there is no my music there is nothing - empty.

What does a time play?
What does a time play?
What does a time play?
The time plays a rock.



ROMISLOKUS. Single'2003.

Lyric for the song "Money"

You tell me about your dream.
To live in the house full of money.
To have money lying like crisping carpet.
Flying in the rooms like big flecks of dust.

To see money rain from the window.
To have money instead of the grass.
And all the time big lorries bring to you more of crisping papers.

But I tell my dream.
To live in the house wide and empty.
Where the wind easily opens the windows.
Caressing my face by its emptiness.
Where the sun illuminates naked walls all day.
And outside empty spaces attract my eyes to infinity.



ROMISLOKUS. Single'2003.

Lyric for the song "Just Dream"

Sometimes you're looking lost and tired.
Sometimes you've got a lovely face.
Sometimes with lonely heart everything you see just dream.

And if I know you come today.
My day forgives me my mistakes.
Again I see the light in your eyes - just dream.

I know what I like tomorrow.
I know what I like today.
Do you know the fact that I love you.

Sometimes you're looking lost and tired.
Sometimes you've got a lovely face.
Sometimes with lonely heart everything you see just dream.

I know what I like tomorrow.
I know what I like today.
Do you know the fact that I love you.



ROMISLOKUS. Single'2003.

Lyric for the song "Look at the Sky"

Everybody danced, few people understood whose the tune they dance to.
Yes and these few people had forgotten about it.

When everything varies simultaneously in one direction.
Nobody can see anything.
And when everything is quite differently there are no witnesses.

Reanimation: two heads of the eagle, chopped off, speak from throne about advantages of mutation.
Greek fire has grown up to the sizes of planet.
The planet shrivelled up to sizes of a grain, which is easy to pick for sparrow.

Main sign of century is the night pot.
Instead of sand in hourglass - sanding sugar.

You laid down an aim, you scored a goal - isn't it your tragedy?
Someone for whom you pose always makes portraits of another kind.

Look in a window - you can see the clouds.
Look at the paintings of masters - you can see the clouds.
Look at the TV screen - there is nothing.
Look at pages of the newspapers - there is nothing.

Therefore it is useless to peer at the persons reading newspapers, watching TV.
And if you want to live with intelligent facial expression - look at the sky.



ROMISLOKUS. Single'2003.

Lyrics for the song "Lucky Man"

Someone sings the tune behind my back
The city rocks - lady's over glance
I enter cafe dissolving in fire
I take my guitar - begin to play.

The song of lucky man
The song of lucky man
The song of lucky man
Look - he hides behind my back.

I love when you smile
Taking me from sorrow
I'm a lucky man.

The song of lucky man
The song of lucky man
The song of lucky man
Look - he hides behind my back.



ROMISLOKUS. Single'2003.

Lyrics for the song "Come tomorrow"

Come tomorrow. You will see the ocean.
Come tomorrow. You will see the stars.
But today - today just a TV-set and cup of coffee instead.
Today is 21 century.

Come tomorrow and you won't have to buy newspapers to know what was happened to you.
You will see yourself by other eyes without any help from reporters, printed machines, postmen.
But today is 21 century and you don't know how to live without newspapers.
Postman brings to you newspapers but does he cook it for you?
And who cook for you milk, meat and bread?
You know it was yesterday, and there is no any reason it won't be tomorrow.
The reasons to fear you get from newspapers as it is the same with any other reasons.
That's why there are fewer and fewer reasons to live.

That's why you've got all reasons to disappear completely -
you've got nothing more to do except to hire a bodyguard...
From this point countdown starts.
Save yourself for yourself, and it will start.

The Impasse is the newspaper in your hands.
Rip it up and you will see the forest.
The Impasse is TV screen obstructing the sky and the stars.
It is receiver. It is 21 century...