Текст песни Pastor Napas - время бежит

And the leaves so quietly fly from tree
Autumn shadow looming over the city
Warm days of bright moments
Smoke from the ceiling plunges into oblivion
I crumpled in a square as a torn sheet
Well, what are you brother grimly hung
Enough so you can sleep for a lifetime
Cords running shoes and go down
With lake cold wind blows
Patsykiv lighthouse I will go to the third
If we blow smoke cho kupletik
Whether more will be when we meet
Here and now for us
By no means it is dangerous to look
Past in sepia faded paint
Took Napas unmask