Текст песни Альтернативная Космонавтика - Непритворные слезы

Clutching the rays of the sun in the palms,
kissing the morning with the warm wind,
I'm walking soft pink,
to become invisible, to become light.

I go to sing to the wild herbs
about how the stars kiss
at early dawn in an old well,
when the wind touches the water
touches the wind.

The path of the righteous is lined with wormwood.
Shining Angel over the monastic skete.
I'm walking soft pink
to become your god, your savior.

And no one will know that my face is sewn
from hundreds of tired autumn leaves.
And no one will see how they flow in their veins
of dreary dreams, real tears.