Текст песни Марк Апрельский - Верю

Arrested with confiscation of honor
Any wizard will learn humility
One damn routes of revenge
Another will draw plans of retreat

To this heaven on spearheads
We so wanted to look furtively
Get frivolous and clap your eyes
With my hand open the door back

I don't know, I don't know anything about
I don't know, I just believe
I don't know, I don't know anything about
I don't know, I just believe
The sun is burning for us
Still burning for us
The sun is burning for us
While it burns for us
The sun is burning for us
While it burns for us
The sun is burning for us

And alive are those who drank for the coming of woodstock
And those who threw the guitars in the tanks are alive
The Tribunal of the Sons placed thirty points
Across the jailer and the barrack wall

From clay that idols are molded in their hands
A dozen a week
And each new one is more beautiful than the previous ones
And yesterday's idol / incomprehensible / satire
Prefers serenity to restless freedom

I don't know, I don't know anything about
I don't know, I just believe
I don't know, I don't know anything about
I don't know, I just believe
The sun is burning in me
While it burns for us
The sun is burning for us
While it burns in me
The sun is burning in me
While it burns for us
The sun is burning for us

But the seed breaking through the asphalt
Will make someone think about the main thing
You knew better than us that everything has its time
And so it came, but someone took apart all the stones

And maybe he bangs his fist on the desk
Wizard with chronic / pain? / By humility
And against the well-fed dullness he will put on the line
Memory of the fallen not subject to decay

I don't know, I don't know anything about
I don't know, I just believe
I don't know, I don't know anything about
I don't know, I just believe
The sun is burning in me
While it burns in me
The sun is burning in me
While it burns in me
The sun is burning in me
While it burns in me
The sun is burning in me