Текст песни Polygama - Нас Больше Нет

Two words for pawn -
Three new covenant
On the scale of mockery
Incomplete century.
Clay Scrolia
Scattered with a ringing.
Doors of the new paradise
Tele-Radio Stone

We are no more
Rogas Dawn.
And the sun will not warm us
I waited a long time
I have been so dreamed
That I will no longer see you

Masquerade Revelations
Without breathing color
Celebration of announcements
Excessive summer.
In the error algorithm
False will become advice.
On torn thread
You will leave for the answer.

We are no more
Rogas Dawn.
And the sun will not warm us
I waited a long time
I have been so dreamed
That I will no longer see you

You see how paper burns,
We have become them, we were all little
You remember how to burn faces
Promising night at night dream

We are no more
Rogas Dawn.
And the sun will not warm us
I waited a long time
I have been so dreamed
That I will no longer see you