Текст песни Мы на краю зари ели хлеб любви, пили воду из болота, - мы в эпицентре тьмы из могилы мглы вырываем свет...

I miss miss miss the street at home
I miss miss miss a phone number
According to my mother for her son
I am a hard otduplitsya
For every night as dream
In these dreams, and friends and family
They talk as if alive
I am now neither dead nor alive
I am calm as bog moss

We are on the edge of dawn did eat bread to love drinking water from the swamp
We are in the midst of the darkness of the grave tearing light haze
Such care where we disappear
Tolerate native will try
Forecasts are accurate although I could be wrong

I miss miss miss the brothers to sisters
I miss miss miss the track, on the pines
On the narrow bed in the scarlet dress
And kisses skunk and autumn pictures

Where are we on the brink of dawn ate bread love drank water from the swamp
We are in the midst of the darkness of the grave tearing light haze
Such care where we disappear
Tolerate native will try
Forecasts are accurate although I could be wrong

Only in the morning hard otduplitsya
For every night as dream
In these dreams, and friends and family
They talk as if alive
I am now neither dead nor alive
I am calm as bog moss
I am calm in the heart of the wind

Forgive me for that I'm sorry for the summer
Forgive me for heaven forgive me for the stars
Forgive me for the stones forgive me for songs
Forgive me for the fall I'm sorry for the tears
Forgive me for the cold and the night
I forgot a lot but my heart wants to remember remember remember

Where we are on the brink of dawn ate bread love drank water from the swamp
We are in the midst of the darkness of the grave tearing light haze
Such care where we disappear
Tolerate native will try
Forecasts are accurate as dreams ..