Текст песни musicIRIS - По следам моих объятий

In the footsteps of my arms
In the dark silence of the far
An old my dress
Stretches back to me.
I press down to it over the years,
Shake the dust unnecessary days,
And as if the young
The smell of eternity breathe.

Confused days as a migi,
Day no power over the soul,
But as an old book
Memory goes with me.
There izlistany pictures
There are days are exhausted,
There are things, there are attempts
Tightrope walk again.

There acts as a speck of dust
There are steps izvon ... externally ...
Every day I breathe in the back,
Stifle every mortal dream.

As the accumulated retirement
A web of wrinkles
Soaked clear view
And mind that "ilk" ...

Lyricist - Anna Beregovskikh,
Vocals - March Brutsky,
Music - Valery and Rukhlov
Vitaly Tebenko.
2009