Текст песни КБ - Проклят

The fourth hour before dawn left a little bit,
And it's time to fly away, I promised that I would return.
And I'm standing on the railing, just wave your wings.
At the bottom of a bottomless water embroidery smiles and somehow
Suspiciously laughs ...

I still can not get off the ground,
I stand still and try to jump over your head,
But my hands are covered with blood, in chains, and my wings ...
My God! Wings! But how could I lose them ?!

Yes, damn him!

At the bottom of the water all smiles and wider bares fall,
How do I bring back their wings and rather run away,
After waiting for the sky - I'm on the ground, not the angel - man,
The fourth hour until dawn probably not survive ...

Yes, damn him, damn angel -
I.
Yes, damn him, damn angel.