"Прохожий" (The Passerby) is a melancholic rock ballad inspired by Marina Tsvetaeva's poignant poem. This emotional piece bring the poem's reflective and haunting tone to life. The music captures the essence of fleeting existence, longing, and the poetic beauty of memory. 

Lyrics Translation:
You walk, resembling me, Eyes cast down to the ground. I, too, used to lower mine! Passerby, stop for a moment!
Read—amidst this chicken blindness, And a bouquet of poppies gathered— That my name was Marina, And how many years I lived.
Do not think this is a grave, That I will rise to haunt you… I, too, loved too much To laugh when it was forbidden!
Blood would rush to my skin, My curls would twist and coil… I, too, was once alive, passerby! Passerby, stop for a moment!
Pluck yourself a wild stalk And pick a berry to follow it, — No strawberries are bigger or sweeter Than the ones in the cemetery fields.
But don’t stand here gloomily, Head bowed upon your chest. Think of me lightly, Forget me lightly.
How the sunlight shines on you! You are covered in golden dust… — And let it not trouble you, My voice from beneath the earth.

Цветаева: Прохожий

Цветаева: Прохожий

Working in the tech industry for many years, I have a passion for music production.
I am personally inclined into listening to piano music, classical and contemporary. 
But I love a lot electronic music in all its varieties: EDM, Phonk, Downtempo, Future Bass, etc. 
I also like rock and jazz music genres.

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