Текст песни Пропилли Пропеллер - Серебряные струны

Until the end
Without the right to succeed.
I love you now
I love you for everything.

For anyone who did not like
For all those who betrayed
Until the end
Without the right to fail.

Silver Strings bent
And the blood will erase fingers
Perhaps the time has come and we
To leave.
Probably, and I've got to get used to
retreat
Silver Strings - your gift
For birthday!

Until the end
Without the chance of success
Strive, to seek
To save you from all

Strive, to seek
Find and save
Until the end
Without the right to withdraw.

Silver Strings again tear
And the blood will erase fingers
Perhaps the time has come and we
To leave.
But it is unlikely I will ever get used to it
retreat
Silver Strings - your gift
For birthday!