Текст песни Андрей Земсков - Время последних песен

Not everything that is sung - sung aloud
Not all sold vlёt.
You get out of the house - and the air is dry,
On the puddles - the first ice.
On leaves yesterday of September -
Silver chill.
There's even a wrong step - not in vain.
Error - science for the future.

Time of the last songs glohnuschego metal ...
Above itself can not jump. It is necessary sums up the way.
How much did you went to the top - it does not become closer,
But to turn back - think about forget.

Time of the last songs. There is no case
Neither you have a coterie or her - to you.
You doshagal, dopel to its limit.
Then try to silence his second fate.

Verse, like an ax in his belt. Music - in the glove.
Throat scarf more tightly - tight - tighten
And the theater ramp will cross the border,
How many more will dazzle her evil lights.

You're free now, and this is interesting
Leaves, flying from the branches, birds and clouds.
With autumn comes the last song.
Their humming wind, echoing someone else's footsteps.