Текст песни Ассаи - Высокий год

Queue torn words,
New poets feeds only God himself.
Someone pats on the head, whispering
Your time is over, goodbye.

Die in the war, you're nobody
The world will not forget you for an hour.
Take me by the marshes,
Before sunset. The time has come.

Custom words black cat goes,
And do not forget you refuel.
This spring will thaw,
Oddly enough, you will not be with us, brother.

Under liqueurs delirious, I see the day,
I can see out and the light, but for me the shade
High year
Your matter - crystal. Bottomless.

In the air, pause those years,
I remember how it was here.
Smal stoned on the snow,
Barely breathing, barely breathing ...

And after a couple of seconds nimble bullets
Red dots on the map.
All that you should spend kopish
Open your eyes, brother. You're still at the start.

Constellation my fate fatal
I will melt the snow on your lips
The last rays. (8x)