Svila [English translation]

The silence plays the bagpipes

The whole world turns around

On the festival of sad sound

Heart is growing the roots

Mole wakes up, goes crazy, it jumps

It kicks the vocal cords

In such an atmosphere

Memories revive

In a blink of an eye around me

The circus, cabaret appears

We all have known every song

Years before

The fluttering of the wings tears the ears

To remind me

To remember that the silk

Can irritate the skin, too

Chorus

Because you don't notice

How loud everything is

Until everything becomes silent

To remind me

That - the less people love you

The easier it is to walk away

Crazy rhythm of your breath

Wakes up the worst

I am drunk from the violin

Otherwise I'm not like this

The look sharp as a purple

Has appeared everywhere

The night fairies gathered

To make my wish come true

• Artist:Silente
• Album:Lovac na čudesa