Текст песни Седьмое Поколение - Прощание

Before the window sitting alone,
I caress the silence.
I was in captivity, empty pictures
In the hope that spring will come.
Tired of looking at the sky,
And live to sing their songs.
But all the verses of one thing -
About how to live and die.

And above the ground I look into the eyes of heaven,
But it sharpened scythe for me.
The fire will burn all the songs that I could not finish singing.
I will not return to me too it's time to fly.

Light a candle and pray,
To give peace of heaven.
I do not really fear
So it committed itself.
Breaking poems that he wrote,
I give the sacrifice of their fire.
The hope in the fact that God gave
All those whom I love so much.

And above the ground I look into the eyes of heaven,
But it sharpened scythe for me.
The fire will burn all the songs that I could not finish singing.
I will not return to me too it's time to fly.