Текст песни Берсерк - Мне не уйти дальше шума дождя...

I did not leave on the rain noise -
There are too many ways.
Clubs fog, dew on the shoulders
And my coat wet for a long time.

I learned how to tear apart here,
Per potassium balm.
I know there is all you need to know,
And I believe my eyes.

Too confident in the reliability of the hands,
Shorts long road.
And I do not want to believe and know
Do not I have a measured period of time.

I could become the executioner at least where,
But here too sleepy.
A flock of silence swept in marshes -
She will soon want to eat ...

But I will turn my back to the lights -
Wind chill breathe.
The heart hardens and rain noise
My old ways continue.