Текст песни Никита Морозов - Огни далёких городов

Lights of distant cities
Burn in the ashes of the night
The disk of the moon shines brightly
Minutes rush away ...

The stars are burning in the sky
Touching the hand of darkness;
Their faces are hidden in the clouds
And people have dreams ...

They dream of wars and feasts,
They dream of the pain of loss
They dream new worlds
Eden Garden of Eden ...

Dreams take thoughts away
Through pain and fear - forward
Towards the sky tonight
Your mind will blow.

The dawn burns through the fog
You will return home
Calling a marvelous temple under the vaults
Heavenly beauty.