Текст песни Чёрный Спутник - 05 День открытых гробов

Before the evening to go inside the fire burn
And it may be found, for which die.
Wells and courtyards, stairs, rooms ...
You're out of the game, but it's good.

Open coffins.

That someone let the fireworks over the water.
Torn envelope - there what was going to bed.
You're only in my dreams and in my memory.
How to cry & quot; your mother! & Quot ;, as the key to the door.

Open coffins.

Obsohnet not harm the lips of milk.
The ship is the house where he anchored?
But the eternal blackness so long will wait
Tunnels and bridges, swings, night.

Open coffins.

My cold fire, my cold fire,
My cold fire!