Текст песни Громер - Белый реквием свободе

Know yourself in chains
Yes, play them white requiem.
Peel the souls are damp,
So that the world is not covered.
Let them burn, melted,
As if the candles are on the walls of memory,
Let God's Lik seem to ...
Maybe you will not poison me.

Where the wind whispered wonder
Colossos of freedom collapse.
I look at him - it's not a shame
Let him fall into muddy water.

I wanted to sneak over the city,
On the unfortunate to catch moments,
But I lost me a ruthless bell,
That your flight is just a fall.

Show the middle finger of eternity!
Sweep the hundredth time stone on the mountain ...
Bloom, lift, crippled
Read the healing plot.

Let him drown everything in the sounds of sweet,
Let poems place doubts
The marrow will turn down and the day is hooked
And I will find my salvation.