Текст песни SHRI-Ланка - Пережить себя

All words thrown over the subtlest veil
And you would not lift - pity
Blows a gentle breeze
And you will understand
How available is sometimes a lie
The beauty of flutter
There, at an altitude of
Capacity was empty, we are not the
Soft words torn bridges
Velvet hands are empty

Experience itself - so easy

Where - that sadness lurking here
I remember the phrase - a little sorry for me
A soft smile , lips are closed
And in the eyes of our hope is empty ...