Текст песни Эквилибриум - Сан Марко

Again I see the pigeons of San Marco,
Silenced area, noon sleeps on it.
And celebrates with a wave in the world of blue-bright
Let them songs I like pigeons.

On the palate, just embroidered silk,
Froze tower, obscuring the sky.
I love her, secretly jealous,
I'd soul drank from it to the bottom.

Chorus:
As the light of the sacrament,
Suffering in itself and it incessantly -
Fortunately my happiness!
Fortunately my happiness!

How, then, tower, lion narrow your profile
Ascended, pausing on the run!
You choke the area. French
Would you her accent aigu?

Off Music! Let the shadows become thicker,
And grow up in brown peace!
Are you an early visitor, until he lowered
On the gold decoration of the cover of night.

Chorus:
As long as the day in power.
But come night omen calling.
Fortunately my happiness!
Fortunately my happiness!