Текст песни Провокация - Мы не вернемся по весне

East, sunrise,
At the beginning of the journey.
So much fording
Eaten - do not scrape off.
But tear the scab from the face
To the blood, to the bone
To the fire, to the end
Before the start of the journey.

And "fly" empty years -
Deadly sin is drunk.
We are the seventh water
On a bloody jelly.
So choose "maybe",
Stay in the snow melt
Just repent, drop it ...
We will not be back in the spring.

How many years lived
in a blood feud with himself
We creeping into the light
find eternal peace
we find an eternal shelter
with the taste of frozen ground.
At the silence on the edge
rebated ...

And "fly" empty years -
Deadly sin is drunk.
We are the seventh water
On a bloody jelly.
So choose "maybe",
Stay in the snow melt
Just repent, drop it ...
We will not be back in the spring.

There are tiny birds in the sky.
Memory is tiny days
Heap of obliterated faces
Yes, dirty ideas.
Everything out of the cramped cottage
For the last threshold.
From a tired fate
At sunrise, east.

And "fly" empty years -
Deadly sin is drunk.
We are the seventh water
On a bloody jelly.
So choose "maybe",
Stay in the snow melt
Just repent, drop it ...
We will not be back in the spring.