Текст песни НЕSЕБЕ - Кучка пепла

Her soul - nacre, sunset
Where every angel, angel himself sought
She paints the sky, sometimes pen love
To clouds in the form of hearts, each of you learned
But he failed to save,
His temple from prying eyes
There's the door shut God forbid,
From all the most banal phrases
Her heart is deceived, fell in love with false words
Her deceived heart, thrown on the corners of illusions
Her body is deceived, tortured but not killed
Her deception tore feelings: "Hey, get out to the outside"
Her soul - gentle red sunset
In the eyes of that salt, that no one can see
There is no war, there are no "pain", there is no "fear"
There is a fire burned the temple that was still breathing.