Текст песни Торба-на-круче - Вечные дети

I do not argue
Do not torture yourself
new war
We have such peace
The river flows through us
With anguish
all disappeared
breathe the silence
The first rays of
And we are back to back
Dreaming of spring
Breathe and silent

 Turn these
 gray days
 eternal children
 forever alone

that day
Fade long day
it is a game
According to the rules of the game
open worlds
At that time to

Turn these
gray days
eternal children
forever alone