Текст песни Чёрный Обелиск - Мёртвый Сезон

Wave washed sand castles,
There were only shadows on the wet sand.
The overcast sky rage seagull
In search of the victim in cold water.
Where yesterday there were the sun and the holiday
Wind chasing scraps of newspaper.
And I watched the ship,
Clutching a useless ticket.

I stayed here,
Near the gray rocks,
I found only here
The fact that so long sought.
I stayed here,
It makes no sense to sail farther.
And yet here
Will the off season,
I'll stay here to live.

The sun is lower, the shadows are longer
And gradually comes to life.
The fact he did - not sorry
Although the earth under the feet of a stranger.
Let the new morning will dispel sadness,
fog in front of me dispel dawn.
If only there was still screaming seagulls
visitors that there are no more seats.