Текст песни А.Хижняков - Чаша

Verses Yu.Saharchuk aka jura-khan

Year after year, everything sounds disgusting
Lies and cold in others' mouths.
Pier echo, an empty bowl,
And the soul, it is empty ...

With a wave of a century kindle eyelashes,
Let the earth take fingers trembling.
You see, at the top of the cloud rages?
So, soon it will pour rain.

Wall collapse with sky buzzing,
With the roar of foam, dry powder,
Well the future in the present,
Will wash bowl with rotten profit.

You raise it higher,
Let it to the brim nalёt.
You hear drops chattering all quiet?
A few minutes pass.

Hot sun prominence
Moisture will charge the tired eyes.
In the bowl of light begins to dance,
As if he had fallen into a diamond.

Drink much power would get.
Light water is not drunk wine.
You see, in the bowl again, how was it?
So, again, full of soul.