Текст песни Artur Meschian - Маскарад

Word whom to he
What hope to fall asleep
and call to configure the soul of might

on the cry who answers me
Ray clear whose way to light
and whose dagger horrid me in the back

What speeches do not listen to me,
What pain to delete and easter
in which the darkness is lost again

In captivity of which lies stay
What a diva is amazed
and meet death in the mouth in words

where trees quiet trembling
from the streets of the past years
hide voices of passersby
in veins, in centers on foliage
Parchment and yellowed
that the rustling of fallen days
sorrow owned
Earth sing
in inheritance

Light in whose eyes bless
Psalm how my life to open
and who broke the violin to me again

who hate lutu
What a love day to unravel
with losses which is crazy to go on a new

In which of the cities disappear
where to evaporate and resurrect
whose mask tear off the face and false mines

what light will blind
What to how to howling a wolf of troubles
and bullet whose life takes me

where trees quiet trembling
from the streets of the past years
hide voices of passersby
in veins, in centers on foliage
Parchment and yellowed
that the rustling of fallen days
sorrow owned
Earth sing
in inheritance