Текст песни Алиса - 1.Черная Метка

Sensitive hour of time "H",
Brocade stars on my shoulder
In the spell of corruption I fly in the beam,
My black mark is Rock.
Night for the stars, light for the Father,
The dust is dear to my face.
To the end dance to the end
My black mark is Rock.
If you know how to live
Take the risk of answering me
Who could be your guide to the sky?
I am the bastard of spring, I am the slag of autumn,
I am not your friend or enemy, but so.
The roadside poppy sucks my blood
My black mark is Rock.
How many were there who stepped out the door
In front of my eyes. Where are they now?
Where are they now, in whom did the beast leave
Its black mark is Rock.
Who is better here than you?
Who is worse here than me?
Who in this world suits flowers?
Which one of us will the earth calm?
My groan is disturbed by the wind
Your laughter in the mountains creates thunder.
Hey brother, we fly through life like children
When we sing!