Текст песни АЛИСА - Стать Севера - Дым

The bright memory will remain only in words
The spirit of vanity will destroy this wonderful whim.
Loss herald -
Pulse of silence
Will insomnia souls
In the hour of the full moon.

A pure heart cannot be found by chance.
The Clear Kingdom is taken by the effort to live.
The ghost of the dawn
Pale shadow
Also seeks to break through
Through the haze a day.

Smoke over the ground -
Unsteady gloom
Breaks with a string
To the altar.
Smoke - difficult fates,
Crumpled souls.
The joy of the homeless
Nonsense!

How many careless ones are left to swirl in the ash,
How many uninhibited death shoveled.
Prisoner of addiction -
Eternal sunset
Waddles again towards dawn
In the dark at random.

Smoke over the ground -
Unsteady gloom
Breaks with a string
To the altar.
Smoke - difficult fates,
Crumpled souls.
The joy of the homeless
Nonsense!