Текст песни Нулевой меридиан - На песке

I am writing to you on the sand all you want to know -
what I live , what I breathe , and how much is left to wait
those strange days of prophetic dreams , when I need an answer
that question, which only provides a selection : yes and no.

And your silence there a hundred reasons
But the disappointment I leave to others.
And yet , that did not finish , clear and without words
The last touch and blood run cold

Fog covered the neighborhood and we like under the ice .
Now we need the experience of fish to just lay low
Lose track going to light the possibility of no
And in the darkness that I wrote long ago washed away with water

And your silence there a hundred reasons
But the disappointment I leave to others
And yet , that did not finish , clear and without words
The last touch and blood run cold