Текст песни GreyMillenium - замки на песках

Having survived the Great Love and Mount
Loss, which was not given bye
Yourself on the part of the disassembly and share
Giving into tax to its authorities,
We are from the remaining lies
In memory, we build locks on the sands.
In the basements, we release lifting.
Build furniture on the sides,

And steehed hand coals in the hall
Large fireplaces lying around.
We are the shadows of Brodsky on the faded wall
Cancelled to a dreary nightley.
To the shade of the shoulder wing drawing
We are trying to fly on bright light,
Catch the wind, fleeing in the storm.
But no…