Текст песни Чёрное Золото - Радиоэфир

Thoughts of Light do not go to a de-energized mind,
After all, behind a wall of indifference, rats gnaw a wire.
From childhood we hear a mysterious sound at night,
But still not accustomed to the sensation - fright.

And somewhere a creak, somewhere a rustle interrupts my sleep,
And a dream about life, a dream about life and about Armageddon -
Where every day we spin the painted world
And our life gets straight into the air.

Opening my eyes while I was sleeping, I saw in the room again
All the same white walls and hope in love.
Now I knew there was a secret door behind them,
But the golden key is needed to enter the Citadel.

Set a goal - a door from its hinges, freedom is at stake again,
And that means fight, again I call Fate to fight.
The magical world of puppets - theater, how right was Shakespeare,
And to end the performance, drop the radio broadcast.

Waking up, I realized one thing - my way out is hidden in me ...
Wringing my hands in vain, knocking on the white wall.
Fate is not the enemy - the whole world teaches.
In the end, we will understand what radio broadcast means.