Текст песни Сергей Маврин - За чертой

I run up to the abyss,
I will run off the last time.
Better to be a drop of liberty,
How to burn an hour-by-hour.

I let go of the hatred,
I let go of love and pain.
It is terrible to be a stone in the fortress,
It is better to keep a fire

Bitterness fatigue like a whip.
It is difficult to accept the world as you are
Fly! Wind gave you wings
Fly! Do not regret anything!

I let go of the past -
Forces will come when you least expect
I let go of the past,
What is lost, it will not return.

Let sorrow will turn water
The dead and the living,
I run up to the precipice
What awaits me there, below?

Bitterness fatigue like a whip.
It is difficult to accept the world as you are
Fly! Wind gave you wings
Fly! Do not regret anything!