Текст песни HeadSource - Мертвые поэты

I have no words
There are no words, ideas, only the memory remains
treat
People thought flying on paper
destroy
Heart of his hand, his phrases
All burn
Throw into the fire pieces of castles in the air

You left them word
You gave them ideas
You gave the start
dead poets

Only worth write
The fact that gnaws at all
Should not we be silent about these lines

They need only a little attention
To fully absorb your soul
Mind you leave, you forget sorrow
Just feel the music syllables

And for a lead the millions
Just like you who have lost hope
You and raise white flags
Those who once died for the idea