Текст песни Смута - Последние Отблески...

The last glimpses of a long day
Over the edge of forest and lake in the surface of
Himself hid night-veil.
Scarlet hem playing in the waves.
In the firmament of heaven a thousand sparks -
Milk splashes of bright eternity.
Constellations are countless patterns,
The trails of the gods by stardust.

Month thin sickle blade
Sky sliced ​​Frigid light.
Between ragged gray clouds
Your way to see the midnight the sky.
Your reflection in the surface of the water,
Fog cover, wind dispersal.
From infinity to hustle -
Eternity in heaven thy hands.

Piece of Heaven can not hold -
Eternity moment is in your hands.
Drop by drop, it is all dried up,
Tears of the stars to the ground leaves.
Away from the rush surface of the water,
Shadows of century-old trees will hide,
And infinity bustle
Calm sky take with thee.