Текст песни Вересковый путь - Огонь

Group "Heath Way"

FIRE
Sl. Baronenko A.
MUZ. Voroshilov I.

Bright light reflected in fire windows
Just burns, not giving anything in return.
In this city I lost myself
In the maze of screaming showcases and silence of walls.

In this city, life like moan
And does not melts in the palms sparkling snow.
I scream like a beast on the moon, I'm struggling for fire,
And otherwise this stone age will absorb me.

Like Ptaha, I got into captivity of Spider.
In the web of tight wires and raft antennas.
I am a slave, my freedom is far away -
Like an echo running in stone walls of the walls.

In this stone city, the glass creaks on the teeth
And the entrances opened their insatiable mouths.
I scream, and fear is born out of the cry,
Turning my golden dreams to nightmares.

Dull light, penetrating the caves, disturbing people.
You can take out the soul to them, but the skin is not trick.
Soon the sun will leave and the streets will become the dark,
But no one will lit a long-awaited fire.