Текст песни Лианна - Прощальная

Farewell
Talk to me while the candle burns -
I'm leaving to start everything not here and not now.
My personal hell and eternal winter await me
The fifth corner in the ninth circle
First Lady of Darkness.
Do you hear the whisper? They're coming to look for me.
Light my heart to see where to shoot.
Hunt with a pack of wind hounds on your trail -
I fly over the world - goodbye love!

I'm going to my personal hell -
Farewell to those who were loved!
I know there is no turning back -
The garden city has turned to smoke.
Tears boil in the road dust
And words are drowning in dust ...
I'm already far away and I don't give a damn.
It's time!

Talk to me while the fight is on
While on the scales lies
Not my destiny yet.
You finally comprehend
The art of great lies
Broke my eyes looking at the sky
and put in stained glass.
But tell me why did you give me the dream and the passion?
Cards are thrown, in the layout a yellow suit -
I take off my wings
I erase the name in the book of great roads.
The vanity of all vanities is the usual result ...