Текст песни Татьяна Пучко - Прорыв

BREAKTHROUGH

Our last hour comes,
Without it will not do:
Look beyond the horizon -
There's already burning sun.

From him no escape,
How not to escape from the avalanche,
As a hand can not hold
Straighten the spring.

Nothing has changed,
Do not leave the path of deception,
As it is impossible to stop
Eruption,

Or run away in fear -
Still has not come out:
House is on fire, the goat does not see,
So why worry?

We will destroy this house
We blow his foundation,
Painted fire
Key drown in the ocean.

Odd and even, exhale, inhale,
A third person next to us ...
Opened the door of hell,
We will step across the threshold.

                           February 20, 1997