Лунный дождь Michael Jackson

Neon shadows on the floor tonight
Silver glove in the flashing light
Every heartbeat, every scream
Still remembers the midnight king

Moonwalk echoes through the hall
Ghost of rhythm on every wall
Crowd is breathing in between
A whispered name… like Billie Jean

Velvet voice in the satellite air
Broken halo, electric stare
Every rhythm bends the scene
Every step cuts sharp and clean

Mirror lights in a lonely room
Legends rise but they fade too soon
But the groove is evergreen
And someone sings… “Billie Jean

King of hearts in a minor key
Dancing through eternity
Hear the crowd in the silver dream
Calling out for the rhythm machine

Shadows move where you have been
Whispers say “Billie Jean
Beat goes on, the stage still gleams
Long live the king of broken dreams oh‑oh

Oooh… aaah
Hee‑hee… echo

Electric soul in the afterglow
Feel that thunder in the undertow
Every step in a silver scene
Still asks… who was Billie Jean?

Time dissolves in the laser rain
But the groove won’t fade away
In the night the people scream
“Billie Jean is not my lover…” echo… echo…

King of hearts in a minor key
Dancing through eternity
Hear the crowd in the silver dream
Calling out for the rhythm machine

Shadows move where you have been
Whispers say “Billie Jean
Beat goes on, the stage still gleams
Long live the king of broken dreams

Straight kick pulse, fading synth chord
Hee‑hee… echo
One sustained minor chord… fading