Текст песни ШANA - Остров

drenched in the smoke of extinct fires
I am an island
abandoned
beveled by the wings of birds
bladed feathers
because I am an island
abandoned whether you want it or not - believe

there
where they laugh
then washed with tears
wash their feet with tears
behind us peoples and abysses
before us - fogs
and doors of northern stumps

hundreds of days in reserve in pockets
atamanam - reins white flags
I count and melt to a hundred
take it easy
I remember we loved
scattered silks and meanings
past us by phrases
by by by

practically died
don't you know
like in summer
the blizzard breathes and writes with prayers
chalk
on sheets as white as salt
to be strong
and in the right places to be silent