owers in the sunlight at it breaks and shatters and so it does, the cello, pitter patters this song I pretend to have this song, I am not supposed to have within me21:T8c3,[Intro] [Flute Solo with deep bass and atmospheric flute melodies] [Build-up] [Rising tension with increasing electronic layers and flute accents] [Drop] [Epic bass drop with powerful drum beats and flute riffs] [Verse 1] In shadows deep, where whispers sigh, I dance upon the stage of night, Each step a cadence, each breath a sigh, The symphony of darkness, my delight. [Pre-Chorus] My canvas bare, yet not for long, The act unfolds, my solace song, A masterpiece in crimson hue, Tonight, the finale, life anew. [Chorus] One, a brushstroke swift and true, Two, a whisper soft, adieu, Three, the pulse, a fleeting beat, Four, the curtain falls, complete. [Verse 2] In eyes that widen, fear's embrace, I see reflections, every face, A fleeting glimpse of mortal grace, Before my art, they leave no trace. [Pre-Chorus] A dance of death, a waltz divine, A rhythm guided by design, The crescendo of a silenced breath, In this macabre play, no life but death. [Chorus] One, the rhythm quickens, hark, Two, the stillness in the dark, Three, the echo of the cry, Four, the final breath, goodbye. [Bridge] Amidst the echoes of the slain, I find my purpose, my refrain, Each life a note, a fleeting sigh, In death's embrace, they'll never die. [Solo] [Instrumental] [Chorus] One, the silence lingers on, Two, the memory all but gone, Three, the reverie in bloom, Four, the quiet of the tomb. [Outro] In shadows deep, where whispers sigh, I stand alone beneath the sky, My artistry, a grave finale, In each life taken, my symphony. [End] [Bridge] Amidst the echoes of the slain, I find my purpose, my refrain, Each life a note, a fleeting sigh, In death's embrace, they'll never die. [Pre-Chorus] One, the silence lingers on, Two, the memory all but gone, Three, the reverie in bloom, Four, the quiet of the tomb. [Chorus] One, a brushstroke swift and true, Two, a whisper soft, adieu, Three, the pulse, a fleeting beat, Four, the curtain falls, complete. [Chorus] One, the rhythm quickens, hark, Two, the stillness in the dark, Three, the echo of the cry, Four, the final breath, goodbye. [Outro] In shadows deep, where whispers sigh, I stand alone beneath the sky, Each life taken, petals falls My artistry, the curtain calls [End]22:T7b4,Я парень молодой, но на районе не тупой, Все знают меня, уважение – мой строй. На улицах родных, где каждый миг – война, Я не потерял себя, не сгорел до тла. Я парень молодой, но на районе не тупой, Знаю цену словам, знаю, где кто свой. Сквозь бури и дожди я иду вперёд, Мой район – мой дом, и он меня зовёт. Здесь каждый угол знает моё имя, В кармане нет ни гроша, но душа – огонь и сила. С друзьями за столом мы мечтаем о высотах, И пусть судьба нас бьёт, мы всегда наготове. Я парень молодой, но на районе не тупой, Знаю цену словам, знаю, где кто свой. Сквозь бури и дожди я иду вперёд, Мой район – мой дом, и он меня зовёт. Здесь улицы говорят, здесь каждый шаг – борьба, Но я не сдаюсь, моя мечта жива. Судьба пусть ко мне сурова, я ей улыбаюс

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