Текст песни Салют - Остов

At the bottom of the sea dried up like a forgotten child
You're standing on the rocks have the age, covered by sands
How long have forgotten the bright light beacons,
Surface of the water astern, the bustle of the coast of
What he seemed to taste the wind on the way home
As children accompanied fathers sailors
They say you went under a lucky star
Stayed ragged rusty skeleton
The burning sun in the middle of the sands

Faded flags, the flag is lost,
broken mast gust of wind
Faded flags, the flag is lost,
I stay so far away from their native shores

So we are: our lost souls
We looked over the abyss
I become blue abyss,
We went to the storm
Our lovely sail
I tremble in the arms of the sunset
Today was the wound,
Only laceration
While waiting for when it will take off
Leaving a ragged skeleton,
The burning sun in the middle of the sands
Fun children, longing for the old
I stay so far away from their native shores

Faded flags, the flag is lost,
broken mast gust of wind
Faded flags, the flag is lost,
I stay so far away from their native shores

From chasing the wind
You are so far...