Текст песни Эфир - Разочарование

Pretty shadows roam the park,
Fly between them-old fortune teller,
And seeking to please their thought forms,
One who is capable of a miracle without rules.

Topped with gray glass ringing
Timidly shook their heads in tone
All feathers of the old woman, and thought passersby
Afraid of death that are under the skin.

We are not saints,
Inside we have just darkness.
Quarantined
We are closed forever.

These small, frail, tired brain,
Pointless revolve faith fire.
But insects are afraid of light,
Unable to them, the light wings fault.

Tangle of the positions, the concepts of life,
The size of a penny, and relations with the police.
This is what compels her side,
Afraid of change, how the hell - Lucifer.

We are not saints,
Inside we have just darkness.
Quarantined
We are closed forever.

The old woman flying through the old park.
The remnants of the past grandeur of decline,
But time flies, does not find one,
Who would be capable of a miracle without music.