Текст песни Сергей Шагеев - Открытые двери неба

Plans are all like branches, breaking into pieces
And then they burn out in fierce passion.
On the threshold of the church, angels for a while
Will open these doors to all yesterday's children.
And on the pages of the book, going up to the poets,
What are we going to tell them for their answer?
Lord, give me strength, on a journey across the sea,
Where do we disappear with the star
That burned clearly in the vastness of the heart.
Yesterday you were an old man, today a baby.