Текст песни Ayupov Rustem - Прозрение

Examination

Survived the night of the city,
Like a black bird.
Lace wing covered
Souls are not saved.
Often go on roads
Legs, gods, dreams, anxiety.
You are not sleeping - they squatched thoughts,
Duma hidden.

The clouds will spread the wind
On Wednesday from the south to the east.
In the clean sky a month leveled,
Gentle, fragile, like sprout.
Only the crowd of a towe shadow,
They surround everything that is long.
How saving is a circle of light,
Cutting candles.

Quietly fell white down
From the sky dark gray,
Mountains as if silver
In half the first.
Everything will change once
Only movement bravely.
Time waiting in heart blows
Your insight.

You know the best
How much is your will.
Ask these
How much sop
What I ate
On the trails of life.