Текст песни Эльвира Пархоц - Поклонный крест

Good news from heaven
Gather some feathers for me, white flock.
I will sew two wings
Two cold wings -
I will fly over the field
Over the waves of the forests.
To the shores and forged roads -
To the cities.

Like in those cities
The worship cross is gilded.
Above all the towers,
Brighter than a winter star ...
They call him
Alien Gallery.
I'll break about him at the end.
But not to death.

Where cities burn
On a publicity fire
Where destinies break
About contact walls -
Spring is eternal in hypermarkets
From forbidden flowers and fruits.
But they'll crack the asphalt
Three green sprouts.
Their names are dusty
But no one is stronger than them.

I'll patch my wings
Yes in those cities
I'll see you
Happy.

... In a thousand years.

(E. Parhotz)