Текст песни Flёur - Как всё уходит

I know it is the end of all roads,
I know there is an end of all tunes.
Jets of sand between the toes,
I feel like everything goes ...

A cold wind blows the clouds
And flocks of birds in flight.
Straws blows down the river,
I feel like everything goes ...

It glides silently hand on the clock,
But while I no longer care.
I know that all things disappear,
I feel like everything goes ...

And every evening, sitting by the window,
I watch as the sun sets
And each of his flare reminiscent
That will not come back ...

All trains depart somewhere
And I put up with what is happening.
I look into your eyes, not looking
And I feel like everything goes ...

My ridiculous, sick life
It will not break on the hysterical note,
I will gradually melt away
And leave out all the ...