Текст песни Foster - последним вздохом юности

Be not with you - until the end
A handful of dust among the rocks
A reminder that in front of the gate
The last breath of youth - in Sparks

The dream of a child, his warm blanket
Among the caves, plains and ash
Forget about the fact that the victory ahead
Forget about their joys and tears just to visit your

We turn our hopes of all mistakes, stupidity
So as not find us believing in miracles
To sip dying air
Do not devote only to the past and illusions

We have so diligently dig into line
To find yourself in reality, if not in this, where we can
To run through the ruts and bumps
Towards the sun, faded in the soil!