Текст песни Максим Демах - Бумажные солдаты

We walked the parchment road
God only knows
How many were - few, many -
Emptiness.

And the bridges behind
Have been dried up by the heat
Stretched behind in formation
All bridges.

We walked easily and walked carelessly,
But they did not know - endless
All the roads of Mesopotamia.
Babylon.

And birds circled in the sky
Just don't stop.
We walked through the glass and through the faces
Overclocking.

Like paper soldiers ...

It hurt, it was sweet
Soldiers were moving into the abyss
From paper and from cotton wool
Before our eyes.

And I wanted too much
Let go in a sick impulse
The moment before the explosion
Brakes.

You can cry from powerlessness
And ask for second wings
Only everyone has already forgotten
And about them.

These lines are not finished
They will be left unanswered
Continuation of the plot -
Blank verse.

And once torn apart,
For a paltry price
Like paper soldiers
We'll burn out ...

Let's leave everything in the palm of your hand
And then no one will remember
Like a cramping pain
I was loved ...