[Rai-Kuri]

16.04.2010 в 19:16

Пишет  люминар гало:

[dear little lad]
Психодел в нежно-серых тонах, гитарные аккорды и голос, такой тихий и словно сонный, что совсем не разберёшь слов. Всё это вкупе - словно умиротворяющая микстура со странным, но таким мягким вкусом...

Keep on dreaming?..

"The story of a father, teaching his son the art of dreaming, to escape the cruel world he's living in".

Dear little lad
Here's the story of my life
I lived on the moon
Grey flying snakes along
Mountains of destiny while
The three tailed monkeys
Were drawing the stars
Light from the Sun and I
Hide myself on the dark side, alone
I've run so far
To find my way
Then I dream again.. alone

Dear little boy, listen
To voices of your soul
It showed you the way of
Silence and peace
Follow your thought and fly
Choosing all the things that you desire
Giant waves, fireflies..
Your dream will be your only shell
Your secrets, your hiding place, my son
Don't let them try
To crush your brain
Let you go far
...my son.