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Genre: Folk, ritualistic, art rock, alternative rock, Indie Folk, Singer-Songwriter Instruments: Clean acoustic guitar (nylon strings), harp, melancholic cello, ethereal flute, subtle pedal steel guitar, warm piano (Rhodes) Tempo: Andante (moderate, walking pace) 90 BPM Mood: Melancholic, haunting, lonely, yet with a beautiful melodic hook Vocal Style: Male voice, clear but slightly and emotional, close-mic'd, with a sense of intimacy and sorrow. On the word "Delirium" use a subtle echo/distortion effect. Key Elements: - A clear, memorable and beautiful main melody for the chorus on the words "Belochka-belochka". - The music should contrast a gentle, almost music-box-like beauty (for the squirrel) with a deep, resonant sadness (for the narrator's loneliness). - Clean, high-quality sound production.
у неё много лиц
Genre: Folk, ritualistic, art rock, alternative rock, Indie Folk, Singer-Songwriter Instruments: Clean acoustic guitar (nylon strings), harp, melancholic cello, ethereal flute, subtle pedal steel guitar, warm piano (Rhodes) Tempo: Andante (moderate, walking pace) 90 BPM Mood: Melancholic, haunting, lonely, yet with a beautiful melodic hook Vocal Style: Male voice, clear but slightly and emotional, close-mic'd, with a sense of intimacy and sorrow. On the word "Delirium" use a subtle echo/distortion effect. Key Elements: - A clear, memorable and beautiful main melody for the chorus on the words "Belochka-belochka". - The music should contrast a gentle, almost music-box-like beauty (for the squirrel) with a deep, resonant sadness (for the narrator's loneliness). - Clean, high-quality sound production.
Lyrics
Intro music harp
Verse
Алхимик стареет в окружении рето̂рт,
На пергаменте - формулы вечной жизни.
Идеальной мечты достойный эско̂рт,
Лишь Свитки - герою справляют тризны.
Verse
Властитель вкушает изыски греха
Трон дозволяет, благосклонны боги
В его безупречно прекрасных садАх
посмертно слагают хвалебные о̂ды
Chorus
Все строчки - в одном фолианте...
Все тени - в одном варианте...
Вся жизнь - в недолгом театре
Итог всегда за кулисой...
Вместе с судьбою суфлёром
и смертью
забытой актрисой
music interlude
Verse
Мастер слепнет в тени застывших скульптур,
В мрамор вгрызаясь изъеденной сталью.
В иерархии вычурных, мёртвых фигур
Время не милосердно с бренной деталью
bridge
Магнат замирает в сиянье злат...
Бунтарь догорает в огне баррикад...
Любовь увядает в гербарии встреч...
И нéкому больше смысл беречь.
Chorus
Все строчки - в одном фолианте...
Все тени - в одном варианте...
Вся жизнь - в недолгом театре
Итог всегда за кулисой...
Вместе с судьбою суфлёром
и смертью
забытой актрисой
music interlude
Chorus
Все строчки - в одном фолианте...
Все тени - в одном варианте...
Вся жизнь - в недолгом театре
Итог всегда за кулисой...
Вместе с судьбою суфлёром
и смертью
забытой актрисой
music interlude
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**[Intro music: harp]**
**[Verse 1]**
An alchemist grows old amidst his retorts,
On parchment — formulas for eternal life.
A perfect dream's most worthy escort,
Only the Scrolls hold a funeral feast for the hero.
**[Verse 2]**
The ruler savors delicacies of sin,
The throne permits, the gods are gracious.
In his impeccably beautiful gardens,
Posthumously, they compose laudatory odes.
**[Chorus]**
All lines are in a single folio...
All shadows are in a single version...
All life is in a brief theater,
The outcome always lies behind the curtain...
Together with fate, the prompter,
and death,
the forgotten actress.
**[Music interlude]**
**[Verse 3]**
A master goes blind in the shadow of frozen sculptures,
Gnawing at marble with corroded steel.
In a hierarchy of elaborate, dead figures,
Time shows no mercy to a perishable detail.
**[Bridge]**
A magnate freezes in the gleam of gold...
A rebel burns out in the fire of barricades...
Love withers in a herbarium of meetings...
And there's no one left to preserve the meaning.
**[Chorus]**
All lines are in a single folio...
All shadows are in a single version...
All life is in a brief theater,
The outcome always lies behind the curtain...
Together with fate, the prompter,
and death,
the forgotten actress.
**[Music interlude]**
**[Chorus]**
All lines are in a single folio...
All shadows are in a single version...
All life is in a brief theater,
The outcome always lies behind the curtain...
Together with fate, the prompter,
and death,
the forgotten actress.
**[Music interlude]**