Текст песни ГРОТ - Из иллюминатора

The palms of the forests and the shine of the sun on the water
Narrow strands of rivers by icy craters
The man is so small that he cannot see
None of us are visible from the window.
Ocean canvases by the strips of the coast
The edges of the continents are beautiful and amazing
There is no man, but his hope is visible,
The inner scale of the local residents is visible.
What was born in the heart and blazed in it,
Came out into matter and took a literal form,
Hand endurance, engineering know-how,
The firmament will be torn by skyscrapers.
Mathematical calculation of large cities,
Fields are visible, cut by the size of hundreds,
But not a single person is visible there,
His decisions, steps and concerns are visible.
Concrete figures, road interchange networks,
Constellation cities illuminate an empty planet
And only big things are visible from above,
We don't seem to exist without great deeds.