Текст песни adam kesher - Эхо последних ударов

Razolёtsya tears from your sea,
Through the front doors vorvёtsya snowstorm
We will give a fire numb with grief,
Game unborn of our children.

We prayed to the elements, swirled in my dreams,
And all we are like new the old,
Candle burns, heart beat for us,
When it melted echo recent strikes.

I screamed in agony to you: "Wait!
Do not go! "But the house was empty at once.
Echo was heard only - wait di da,
And he raced to death for perishable body.

And I ran and ran! Silent all the earth.
Strikes have stopped, the heart - to shreds.
No longer pulses candle.
I'll go for the love of seizures at night.

We will be gone with you as the poet died,
And the whole world is choking on his own tears,
Lights went out and the door was tightly closed,
I claimed in the sea of ​​your dreams.

Echoes of the past strikes
Adam Kesher
February 27, 2015 †