Текст песни Владимир Сорокин - Утро

Warning morning hour
Night left, days passed,
Dreams are quietly hidden in the rustling of foliage
Wandering the ray of gold between thin branches,
Silence and peace among the dark alley.

Gently drop of dew rolled down from the sheet,
Trembled, hung, melted in dreams.
This is life, our life is billion days
Rises up, disappears in rays.

For what I came, and where I leave,
There is no way back to silence, in Dremot.
Where I was born and lived, it does not matter where he grew
What did you come for what -
This wind was buried.

Sunwords in your pocket,
I go along the rustling foliage,
Over wreckage fog
Along the tired alley,
Soft gentle light golden dawn
Made a yellow path, painted at home, redeemed the lanterns.

I am going to live for life always going on,
So that a bustle in the framework of Nasil and Evil,
I am going to fight cold, black in darkness,
So at the end of my days they will meet you.