Текст песни Магелланово Облако - Битое Стекло

No one will believe, no one will return,
Lying on the grass of the descending sun
And in the sky above him - infinite depth
And yet between us, from the heart to the words -
Love is like water poured over and over again
Through our longing prohibitive void

Chorus:
I hear calling me
I hear the very first sound
And the sky whispers to us here!
On broken glass separations

No one will believe, no one will return
But it seems to me, still remains
A moment of miracles in the midst of all the faceless days.
And a little braver, no doubt, and easier
Search for your fire, checking the touch
The edges of our bodies or sounds empty Shadows

Chorus:
I hear calling me
I hear the very first sound
And the sky whispers to us here!
On broken glass separations

Chorus:
I hear calling me
I hear the very first sound
And the sky whispers to us here!
On broken glass separations

Chorus:
I hear calling me
I hear the very first sound
And the sky whispers to us here!
On broken glass separations