Текст песни Андрей Мисин - Мотыльки

Motillas
Words - Sergey Patrushev

Not on the light - we flew on the fire.
All naive, clean and easy.
So in the night in the dark
Choose the fire of moths.

What else in the dark to inspire?
If the light blinds the eyes.
Even if you understand what is happening -
Do not find us the road back.

There will be a day, and we will not know.
There will be light, and we burn in darkness.
Century by century everything burns
So without learning about the clear day.

Not to light - on the fire is amazed
All fly and fly moths.
Song light sing blindly -
So naive, clean and easy.