Текст песни Время жатвы - Лицом к лицу

I

Face to face without hiding your eyes.
The soul will freeze in anticipation of freedom.
And at this moment they will catch us
Nothingness is impetuous waters.

Chorus:

The shores are sinking in a poisonous fog.
The stars in the sky are like sharp needles.
And who needs our stupid secrets?
And who needs our weird games?

Turning to dust and reborn from foam
Breaking my heart against sharp stones
We'll see our dim shadows
Powerless memory revives.

II

Face to face ... But the ice is thin -
Beneath him the rivers are invisible flow.
Just one moment - from the dark waters
Already other people's reflections are looking.

Chorus.