Текст песни
Still and silent, carved in stone,
Bride of time, forever alone.
Whispers caught in marble air,
Lovers frozen, unaware.
Pipes that play but make no sound,
Dreams that spin, yet never drown.
You hold the spring that never dies,
A painted world behind your eyes.
Beauty is truth, truth beauty, you say,
Your quiet voice won’t fade away.
Through dust and years, through rise and fall,
You speak the only truth of all.
When hearts are gone, when love is through,
The art remains — it carries you.
Happy boughs that never weep,
Music lost in endless sleep.
Hands that reach but never meet,
Eyes forever incomplete.
Temples emptied, towns erased,
Yet still your silent song is graced.
The living fade, but you endure,
A cold pastoral, still pure.
Beauty is truth, truth beauty, you say,
Your quiet voice won’t fade away.
While time forgets the hearts it broke,
You burn inside the marble smoke.
And when the world forgets its youth,
You’ll whisper still — beauty is truth.
Thou still unravish’d bride of time,
Your silence sings, your stillness shines.
