Текст песни Сергей Классик - Ожерелье

Look at me, look at me
Indeed, in worlds far and distant.
You seem to be before dawn,
Has risen on someone's white wings.

So that when I get lost in the seas
You would keep me on the way.
Will I see the sunrise on the mountains
It's so beautiful to find you.

Don't look at me, don't look
After all, in forgotten and empty cities.
I was born from a great dislike
On cold and trembling hands.

And on the branches where the crow sits,
Where the star does not fly in the dark.
My name was thrown
Following the death of me who ran away.

Look at me, look at me
Maybe I'm in your distant worlds.
Printed somewhere in the book of love
On large and snow-white sheets.

Maybe my abandoned name
That which rolled like a stone.
Has turned into your necklace
As if / exactly / a flame emitting light.