Текст песни Sorta - Эхо детских слез

5.Eho children's tears

They stole dreams
 those hands that bring pain,
 those hands that do not give anything,
 only eagerly turn love
 one-long nightmare childhood

 A couple of hours of sleep - a time to remember
 The smell of flowers and rainy sky.
 Year after year, the fear - only a test,
 To zatayas, reliable carry through
 One long nightmare childhood

 Pain begets pain.
 Evil begets evil.
 Monster nurtured a monster
 May forget
 that hid in the chest heat

 But, breaking asphalt, it will sprout
 As the stem, spreading bud.
 Deep breath, he will pull out of the heart with a knife,
 Soak up the echo of children's tears.