Текст песни Шmuль - Костры

We are flying, but as if on the oncoming,
We value time - as if heals.
But these minutes will leave nothing on my body
In addition to dried cracks.

We burn like life is eternal
It’s like there are unimportant things.
I wanted to find my way, but
While I see only milky.

Broken branches
Ground ground -
Is it the wind of change
Whether a draft is buzzing in the heart.
These people came to my forest,
They longed to take something.
They left bonfires
But my house has not yet run out.

And the crowns will cover the sky
Ash overgrown with grass.
And hear the tunes
Over your head down.
Autumn comes in me
My forest is falling asleep.
It’s only important for me to know
What will I become this spring.