Текст песни Dilettante - Пока не погаснет

How many songs written,
How many words will be said,
Everyone knows in advance.
Settling on a memory
Pale metastases,
It disappears soon all that waiting.

Casually spilled
dense ink
It emerges a clear picture,
Lost time
Gone oblivion,
Infinite previous years.

But it is not extinguished the flame of the soul,
As long as the candle goes out of this life,
Suggested as a chapter without hypocrisy Fill,
Put an end to the lifeless polueskizom.

How many songs written,
How many words have been spoken,
We knew in advance.
Expecting the best
Bright future
We were very come.

It is terrible to see fragments of the past,
After all, if in this sick, then
No future.
You can live the dream constantly
The memories go on wounds
Not noticing the course of years

But it is not extinguished the flame of the soul,
As long as the candle goes out of this life,
Suggested as a chapter without hypocrisy Fill,
Put an end to the lifeless polueskizom.