Текст песни Виконт - Костры

Bonfires
(Sergei Sokolov)

You see, in the distance, lit sunset,
Moving away from a foreign land.
Wonderful light melts view
And it intoxicates like pain.
Beats alarm, barking dogs,
And carries echoes of crows -
Below the fires
And ribbons of roads
Never know what wakes blood
I predict sky
Stuffy world - my cover,
But I fought, the course ahead.
And the sunset breaks nodes
Which holds a strange world
I lit fires
I'm going home.

    The doors are open -
    Edge of new heroes and gods waiting.
    Fear forgotten
    The ashes and flames on my way. Get away!
    Hey, spirits walls
    Tell me who I am?
    And in return
    Will this world outcast.

Flame embraced hands
And the burning heat of the brain
Here, the sunset, the light around
The pain passes through the flesh.
Having found all the bridges,
I'm burning and born again.
Let the fires burning!
Let burning blood!

    The doors are open -
    Edge of new heroes and gods waiting.
    Fear forgotten
    The ashes and flames on my way. Get away!
    Hey, spirits walls
    Tell me who I am?
    And in return
    Will this world outcast.

        I'm just a guest here
        Anger and pain - my flag
        I call anger
        In these universes, like a chip, it throws me into darkness.