Текст песни Время без любви, как пространство без света. - Феникс

When I fall a stone at the speed of the word,
Clinging for bloodless tails comets,
Time seems to be cargo, and the Surovo space
The length of thought hints at no.

And, suddenly, the Phoenix bird waving the wing.
And in every spark so much truth, how much is everything ...

Musicians in the pits scold their score,
Spilling your Milky Way in glasses.
And you want to hear music .............
Collect your strength, raise your essence.

And, suddenly, the Phoenix bird waving the wing.
And in every spark so much truth, how much is everything ...

Time without love, as space without light.
Voice without a song, like a row without water.
And the song without love, did you hear somewhere?
And the word without hope, as without singers.

Where the phoenix bird waving the wing.
And in every spark so much truth, how much is everything ...