Текст песни Пикник - Танцующие на свечах

The sun gives shadows
in a solemn moment of laziness .
And certainly the ash content ,
That believes in its revival .

And the face of iron chimeras
frozen shoulders.
And the angels bare heels ,
dancing in the candlelight.

And the fragile walls of the houses ,
it became clear ice .
And the specter of a flock of white ,
that the gulf does not matter.

And avid fire forgotten
How it all begin
and the angels bare heels ,
dancing in the candlelight.