Текст песни Ария - Чужой

The echo of mountain avalanches rolls
Something is wrong - the smoke does not melt in the air.
The sunset is frozen, the earth's cold shiver is a wave.
The branches of the trees are breaking through the window
Glasses clink and ghosts enter the house
And the silence pierces like a knife
A distant howl of a stranger.
Alien. Alien. Someone else's evil touch.

A pale flame licks the threshold
The door melts, the floor disappears from under our feet.
Do not run away, a loud cry and a dull groan cut off.
Faces whiter than snow and ice
Dead peace in eyes open to the sky
There are no heroes, you are not used to what is behind
Alien. Alien. Alien. Someone else's evil touch.

Many words have been said
There were many ways to escape
But no one believed the words
We were wasting time.

The sun is at its zenith, brittle sand
Deserts wind, road stillness,
A blurry sound, rain forgotten in the sky.
The echo of mountain avalanches rolls, stretches up, smoke does not melt in the air,
A distant howl pierces the silence like a knife
Alien. Alien. Alien. Someone else's evil ...
Alien. Alien. Alien. Someone else's evil touch.