Текст песни Рейкьявик - Критические дни

He left, leaving a trace
She looked under the bridge for scraps of newspaper
He got dirty in the mud, buried his pistol
Found the light.
The rustle of a dress, the sound of water,
She stood on the ground picking flowers
And people walked up the avenue, checking the posts,
Found ice.

And they have critical days
And their silent steps on the concrete floor
They had fun playing their silence
When they floated to the bottom
Sailed to the bottom ...

And songs of imperceptible splashes
Having cooled down, they gaped on the lips of the last dumb,
Someone was not allowed to sleep and cry bitterly,
Look down.
And in the morning warm snow fell
And all the cars in the snow slowed down
Cinemas stopped showing tapes
Turning on the light.

And the critical days went by
And everyone wandered under the bridge and had dreams
About them, who played in silence, did not like war,
When they floated to the bottom
Sailed to the bottom ...