Текст песни Dark Elf - Рубеж

Ends everything, as it was predicted,
Under the fingers, paint with paintings are satisted,
No matter what fate we are connected,
The Last Frontier. He does not say goodbye
And just diverge in different directions,
Quietly voiced: "Well, maybe you will be quiet ..."
And in the sky, neither the seagulls nor the crows are circling,
We will not say goodbye and will not be offended,
On March snow, for night buses,
Which does not happen not happen
And Poles of the Old School Globe
We also divide us forever ...
And by the way ... Of course, we will meet once,
Each other meets the accident of drive
"What's up?" "Constant. Earth is still spinning."
In the eyes - surprise: "Well, it is necessary, survived ..."