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Синсирли yours, Виталий Зубок. vit@elvisti.kiev.ua

* RADIO SILENCE * (p)1990

- 1. Radio Sileпсе

It suddenly feels like a new year Like I'm a million miles away from here I can see some kind of light here, Although I won't name it.

I want to talk about moonlight. I want to talk about wild child, you know That real wild one, dancing alone In the middle of the whirlpool

Spinning tales about silence About radio silence About some kind of asylum In the middle of an empty filed field full of danger

It's strange I don't feel like I'm stranger I feel like I belong here I feel like I'be been waiting for a long time And now I can tell you some stories

Stories about madman Stories about dream-child You know that, real wild one Who dances alone In the middle of the whirlpool

And I can tell you about silence About radio silence About some kind of asylum In the middle of an empty filed field full of danger

If you want it.

Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, electric guitar David A. Stewart - electric guitar Olle Romo - drums, synclavier

2. The Postcard

Проигрыш: характерным песне ритмом: F#m,D,F#m,Hm

F#m D

This is a postcard

F#m Hm

Saying I'm alright in this beautiful city

F#m D

This is a phon call

F#m Hm

Saying, yes, I am sleeping alone here

G(III) D

But the telephone lines are cut

Hm F#m

My hands can't hold the paper

F#m C D

You are on my mind

Nobody knows your name here,

Except when the moon is out

And then they toss in their sleep

Crying out for you to take them

But me I cannot sleep,

I cannot dream,

My heart is shattered

You are on my mind

F#m D

Once seven colors used to make men blind

F#m Hm

And now we are like birds stuck in barbed wire

F#m,D,F#m,Hm

Shattered!

Precise, like sunrise

A child just like any other

Made of the bones of the earth

fragile and deathless

Yes, I'm alright

I'm a church,

And I'm burning down

You are on my mind

- 3. The wind

Your eyes are colored like wind Wind from the northern sea A wave on the sand so clear Whoever got me that far must be laughing All right, I can laugh as well

So sweet is your touch May I never go free But I'm breaking away To return unbound And I hear the sound Behind my shoulder Like the shape of the swan, gliding

And when trees are bare There will be nowhere to return to But we stay, believing

Your eyes are colored like wind Bringing incredible news I don't know if I'm ready Does it matter ?

Whoever cut me that deep I love you And here I stand trans fixed Listening to the sound of the wind

Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, acoustic guitar David A. Stewart, Olle Romo - drums, synclavier Anne Lennox - vocals Sasha Titov - bass Michael Kamen - Oboe

- 4. Winter

Now that the summer is gone Snow's on the ground I sought and I found I known what I found is true But the bitter gray sky Fades into silence Only the fire is left And some say it's not enough To carry us through

Day of the apple bloom white Silver and steel Tales of webs Spun around a careless heart I dream of the snow-white sea gulls Crying to snow me the way But I will stay here with you And nothing will ever come To tear us apart

Look into my eyes, sister No harm will come to you Look into my eyes, sister No harm will come to you

Boris Grebenshikov - vocals, guitar Olle Romo - drums, synclavier

- 5. The tiме

Sitting in a corner In my castle made of single-malt and smoke With all my friends around me And I love them till I choke And I watch you dance with someone Someone not even there And you're simple as in "sacrilege" And you're pure as in "player"

Someone there's a point of no resistance But we make sure there's no getting there And we're beautiful when we're animals But so easily scared And I cannot even talk to you Stricken down as a hunter to its prey Sliding down, down this hill of glass again And there's nothing I can say

CHORUS:

I guess it's just the time I guess it's just the time I guess it's just the time And I will see you when the time is over

And then the northern wind calls And then curtains part And then the castle wall falls And there's an arrow in my heart

There's only one way out of prison Which is to set your jailer free But then, it's just another bunch of pretty words That stand between the sailor and the sea So forgive me, though I know you newer will Battered by your pride And so I'm locked again within these castle walls And you freeze alone outside

CHORUS

Boris Grebenshikov - vocals David A. Stewart - guitars Olle Romo - drums, synclavier Siobhan Stewart - back vocals Sasha Titov - bass Patrick Seymour - keyboards

- 6. That voice agaiп

I hear that voice again I hear that voice again

Seems so simple now Now that sky is clear Maybe the road was tough But at last we're here I've nothing to hide from you Nothing to explain Just this vision of broken wind And the raven cries in pain

I hear that voice again I hear that voice again

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