Текст песни Горизонт Событий - Путь

Covering the fury with kind eyes
And the carelessness of childhood can no longer be returned
Let turquoise crush the heart of heaven
I see only the milky, endless path ahead
And in the legs there is no truth, there is none anywhere
In a duel with the wind it’s very easy to lose
Slowly in the darkness I am delirious to the polar star
I am silent, I just have nothing to say.

 The abyss drowns out the voices above you
 Call back with caustic silence
 Presses on whiskey, but not the point
 You have to go this hard way.

From the earth rotation around the head
Dizziness and birth and last breath
I live as if collecting from the table
The stars of lonely, miserable, bread, stale crumbs.
The sun with a hot muzzle rests on the temple
And the hopes of gunpowder inside burn
Who will remember my last march
My extinct, indifferent look will come back to life again.