Текст песни Antipod.61 - Я остаюсь

Out of our last summer,
Scorching sun warm favorite eye
warmed friends smoke the first cigarette,
It is lost in the mist, like the last time ...

Forgotten books gathering dust on the shelves,
And this layer of dust lost days
We will cover all the fog, secret,
Lost in mucus lighted lights

You hide from the wind all of those that remained,
closing his hands, catching the slippery beam
That which at us, flashing, laughing
Now it is sinking in the water gray clouds.

I know as a ray of sunlight fade
Familiar faces that were with me
I quietly disappear in the small world,
I created that only my ...