Текст песни ABIV - Близкие

Was - did not - was
That would not be the same as those
Who can measure the success of the year
It can judge the love for money
And it puts the price good deeds

Where are you, where? My loved ones !!!
Poor this hour - so I do not it will be better ...
The time has come to harvest!
Glad to be - but nothing more to give ...
Until wiped dry. I got to the bottom.
Rain, snow and wind - has not been!

That would have to be able to see but see
And defeating not to offend anyone
A lost - not to spare and do not lie.
To believe, to love, to understand and to forgive.

Where are you, where? My loved ones !!!
Poor this hour - so I do not it will be better ...
The time has come to harvest!
Glad to be - but nothing more to give ...
Until wiped dry. I got to the bottom.
Rain, snow and wind - has not been!

This world is given us nothing.
Let my memory does not become a commodity.
Let my thoughts dispel fear.
Not weighed life on Lombard scales.

Hello, all my loved ones!
So good - even better would be!
Time to scatter and gather -
All that you have prepared to give.
Day, evening and night - true one!
Rain, snow and wind - has not been!