Текст песни ForTE. - Чёрный рассвет.

Dirty wind of doubt
In the purity of broad daylight
Colorless ghost on my knees
Stands and looks at me ...
There is no hope for the morning.

I know him, even though I see him for the first time,
He whispers something to me
But the lips are dumb.
And thoughts are on fire!

There is no hope for the morning ...
The whole world has become a grain of sand
It is swinging on its wings - a black dawn.

Nothing will be the same
A black dawn is over the world;

Close your eyes so you don't see
Black dawn, bringing storms and bad weather,
That light does not pour, but beats to pieces,
The light that weaves into threads
What fate pulls! ..! ...