Текст песни Эпоха - Пришивая крылья

Shade trees of paradise dream I still -
Air gardens and gurgling streams.
You're on the throne, you do not understand,
How humiliating to lose everything.
Remember, as soon as we were friends?
From emptiness sewed trembling world!
The pain of old wounds in the soul not stop,
Eternity makes me suffer
When sewing the wings!
 

Who among us has the genius you could not understand.
Yes, I was stupid and said it out loud.
You vanity was intoxicated,
And imprisoned me in the abyss with fire!
Time - my doctor, invisible balm.
But he did not heal, and choking and tears.
The pain of old wounds in the soul not stop
Eternity makes me suffer
When sewing the wings!
 

I know exactly how you know you are,
My hour strikes, zarubtsuyutsya seams!
And to open the prison gates,
In heaven we will meet!
The fear I have read in the depths of your eyes.
How do I wait for that moment, but now ...
The pain of old wounds in the soul not stop
Eternity makes me suffer
When sewing the wings!