Текст песни В.Корнилов - про темноту

Torn from old window frames,
Open squares, and behind them the dark.
Blackish mantle hidden drama
Morbid craving for the fall to the bottom.

Hands on the shoulders are closed tightly,
Wrist to wrist go to the cross.
Here's how it is hopeless, dull and tart,
There is likely to become a black spot.

So what are you waiting for, hide and hide?
Your fear, if he has, chase him away.
Cause you to someone no small means
Let this someone will be able to help!

Or do you think that there's nothing left?
Everything is just as it is and nothing else?
My dear, you're just scared.
But do not forget that this will only darkness ...

I am also a hero neschaslivyh stories
Wrinkled hands notebook sheet.
But I choose not to pool and the sea,
And did not return sozhennyh bridges.

Well look, do not you understand?
I doubt alien empty prison!
I'm not afraid of mirages and danger
As long as doubt and fear - it is only darkness