Текст песни Виктор Аргонов Project - Герой

Our
The ingredient in the distance is carried,
And in the flow of worries
We see only a refusal
From all meanings
And from the dream ...
All
Heroes in the past as smoke
Remain and they
There is no place among us
Stupid struggle them
Gloomy traits

But maybe,
Hero of the coming years of the wise and kind:
He knows the true faces of people
Without condemned
And without sticks
No, he is not God:
He himself will be clamped in a capricious flesh.
He will not go to the cross for our sins,
But he is able
Fix us


Our
The hero is devoid of many properties,
Sometimes
Noble for us:
Debt, honor and pride,
Wines and shame
He
Love feeds to us everything
But only then,
To be happy to be myself,
And so that in the world
Little living

Yes, we are funny!
We so want to measure the measure of earthly
Moral unknown us of life other
What we can
Still saved
We are not good
What power in it is hidden inside
What fire is far from a light dawn
Other world
Where we are not counting

Yes, you are not God!
You won't go to the cross for our sins
So frivolously and so in human
Do not fix us
This way
But only you
We can easily go to the dream through eternity to find,
Through billions of years their light is carried away,
Not extinguished him without having gotten
We all can be
The same way will pass