Текст песни ПОГРАНИЧНАЯ ЗОНА - Ворон

It would be half the trouble
It would be all the way
If we could
Know what we are not expecting.

We turned into birds
Just do not make nests.
Our paths intertwined
Right through the holes of the stars.

The light is fading in the light of those who set our house on fire for love,
The red sky is tearing up under my wing.
Now you can see the edge, for which step - and in your face
Light milky on the way dead raven.
Dead raven.

Our impossible world
Gives us day after day
To forget yourself
We stayed in it.

To make it so
Like millions of years.
That no one would know,
Where we are and where we are not.

The light is melting in the air of those who set fire to our house for the sake of love,
The red sky is tearing up under my wing.
Now you can see the edge, for which step - and in your face
Light milky on the way dead raven.
Dead raven.