A Long Day

A long day lies on your shoulders,
Your car drives quietly.
I don't know where to stay silent
If the voice doesn't sound like that.

White light melts in the windows,
The city breathes through the dust of shop windows.
You and I have lived a hundred years
In these frames among the paintings.

A long day doesn't let you sleep,
Keeps fingers on thin ice.
Like the motto: “Everyone must be returned.”
And the confession: “I won’t make it.”

The tea is cooling on the table,
The network on the phone goes dark.
If you want, don't answer.
If you can, don’t let it be erased.

Long day, long day
Don't end up with us like this.
We were put between people
Like the last but extra sign.

Long day, long day
The strings are cut in half.
If the night falls like a shadow -
Don't show them where my temple is.

A long day brings us together
From the weariness of life.
You laugh for the last time
As if the pain is no longer yours.

I watch your hand shake
But it goes smoothly along the strings.
We've almost learned to wait
But they forgot us all a long time ago.

A long day turns into smoke,
Leaving a mark on the heart.
I wanted to die young
But music has its own story.

And when the sunset burns out
On the cold cheek of houses,
I will understand that there is a way back
There is no such thing as these dreams.

Long day, long day
Don't flirt with us like that.
They left us near the door
Like an obedient but extra sign.

Long day, long day
It beckons me into this trap again.
If the night comes like a shadow -
Don't hide from me where my temple is.