Текст песни Вадим Самойлов - После жизни

I remember only the lights ,
darkness obscure lights
These ingrown sleep
sunken days
lifeless on the bottom
arctic times.
Sunken days
Thursdays without names ,
September without accept .
But each of these
among broken suns
Your shy light.

The next morning , after a life on Sunday ,
away from the heart , on the edge of patience ,
among the ruins of memory
Light, my quiet light , light.

Only you remember
Only quiet your light ,
Only your name .
That's all music .
That's the joy of it all.
That's it , that's all .