Текст песни Осень Моей Жизни - Англетер

Let's go through the ferry
on the trumpets of Anglets,
calm step
holding hands,
boldly,
Confidently counting every breath.
I survived in love, and you could not.

You copied blood to the millimeter of the wall,
In the hope of answering the question.
Cold Decabrem here discovered the body
The prophet sleeping legs to the east.

I do not believe myself I do not believe
and the walls of an Agelet
dance
We laugh at me.

Last exhalation in whitish frost,
Under the dissected line of the morning,
All truth gathering in your name
Sheptala:
"All. It's time."

I do not believe myself I do not believe
and the walls of an Agelet
dance
We laugh at me.