The third track for an album about society and "ghostly popularity" we wrote this collab with ekiya back in the spring, and those were his farewell lines, because he got tired of pretending that he likes the circus that's currently going on in Suno right now🤔 For my part, I want to say that, as always, it's better to approach things with soul and do it for yourself, if you start expecting approval from others, in the end that approval will eat you up from the inside😉 ____________________ ============== *TRANSLATION* ============== [ekiya🪽] I can't figure out which timbre and language to choose. What meaning to put into this, what meaning to extract? Around the lightbulbs of ideas, gun-shaped schemes dictate the rules. The system encrypts people (encrypts), encrypts everything... I erase text in notebooks, in hidden notes... I want to live between the lines, but between the lines it's unnoticeable... I erase what I've written, waiting for inspiration It's as far away as summer, as winter if it's summer... I doubt my batteries will last, The charge won't even hold for a couple of days. Don't draw a parallel between the wanderer's pain and the pain of the commoner. Neural networks randomly push ideas they've trashed their own hotel. And our carousel isn't spinning, our carousel isn't spinning anymore. Staying human in your own songs is a rudiment... As it should be the client consumes content devoid of ideas... The substrate is relevant, but the creators were given a tool... And now the attraction has an ingrown fragment embedded in it... [CumAlot 🏰] The crowns of the tree of life have thinned out. I didn't even have time to blink and we've already endured half our lives. We deliberately lost the talisman of the Tower's hall. Darkness doesn't scare us after all, we are children of the sun. (mentally retarded🤬) After the surge of a brainstorming session, we're tormented by thirst sitting by a well (hey). And you won't knit a sweater here, no matter how much faith gives you thread... And you can't stop the spinner of samsara cynicism is in vogue right now, so go on, you tattered rag. You don't need to be an accomplice to the whirlwind, composing all these intricate twists. But if you do it without soul and without an idea, it's felt only as a burdock's prick. And yet we simply wanted... (simply wanted!) to spin day after day on this carousel. Staying human in your own songs is a rudiment... As it should be the client consumes content devoid of ideas... The substrate is relevant, but the creators were given a tool... And now the attraction has an ingrown fragment embedded in it... =================== [ekiya🪽] Я не врубаюсь какой тэмбр и язык подобрать. Какой смысл сюда вкладывать, какой извлекать? Вокруг лампочек идей пистолеты затеи...диктуют. Людей система шифрует (шифрует), всё шифрует... Стираю текст в блокнотах, в скрытых заметках... Я между строк хочу жить, но между строк незаметно.... Стираю написанное, жду вдохновенья... Оно далёко как лето, как зима, если летом... Да едва ли хватит моих батарей, Заряда не хватит и на пару дней. Между не проводи параллель, боль скитальца и боль плебей. Рандомно толкать идеи нейронки, засрали свой же отель. И наша, не крутится наша, не крутится наша карусель. Остаться человеком в своих песнях - рудимент... Как и должно - клиент ест безыдейный контент... Субстрат актуален, но творцам дали инструмент... А у аттракциона теперь вросший фрагмент... [CumAlot 🏰] Кроны древа жизни поредели Я не успел моргнуть Как мы уже пол жизни протерпели Нарочно потеряли талисман чертога тура Нам мрак не страшен, ведь мы дети солнца После прилива мозгового штурма Терзаемся жаждой, сидя у колодца (эй) И не сплести тебе тут свитер Сколько б вера не давала ниток... И не остановить сансары спиннер В ходу сейчас цинизм, так что гуляй рванина Не нужно быть вихря подельником Сочинять эти хитросплетения Но если делать без души и идеи То ощущается лишь уколом репейника А ведь просто хотели... (просто хотели) Кружиться день за днём на этой карусели Остаться человеком в своих песнях - рудимент... Как и должно - клиент ест безыдейный контент... Субстрат актуален, но творцам дали инструмент... А у аттракциона теперь вросший фрагмент...
