Текст песни А.Непомнящий - Жизнь за два часа до казни

A little shine morning, fresh rain,
Pieces of torn paper are flying off the table
Someone woke up and said, & quot; You were born again & quot;
Broken phone, I just could not
Being close to your iron silence
From the wound dripping blood
Since bursting of red blood thin walls,
Wild red blood

The clock ticks, but the arrows are dead
They do not understand what is waiting
When the only sense to look at the face

In the window, it is still there living water,
Fly down there to cuddle with grass
And the grass will seem warm,
I know the grass seem warm
This is the life of 2 hours before execution
This is the life of 2 hours before execution

Through the lifeless streets and hear the trees
City reflected in the lowest heaven, where
fly, learning the sky, hands touching

A black blade lying on the table,
If someone suddenly shatter crystal
And everything becomes false again
And everything will again infinitely unnecessary

Holy closer harmony, side by side,
As a touch of God,
How to walking barefoot on sharp stones

How many people
Died for
50 years before his own death
Because they
Do not know that the only way to live
Because they
I do not remember that the only way to become immortal for a moment
This live 2 hours before execution
This live 2 hours before execution