Текст песни Шамиль Абрияров - Уходящим за живой водой

All that was, there was no contact,
And with someone the third.
We have already drowned dreams,
Now we rave.

Oh, how I wanted to believe,
What is it - in fact, nonsense -
Then there is still hope,
With the end of the tunnel is the light.

It's time to sing other songs,
But it is a pity these.
He looks straight at me, my own age -
So watch the children.

My own age playing serious games
And strive to get into the jet.
He kept himself trying to me,
As if we are going in the same order.

This nonsense is similar to reality, the
On sophomoric.
What it shines, not warm, but that
Warms, does not shine.

Let the wind and will clean the ears
Eye wash out rain,
Let cool throat fill
The leaving of the water of life.