Текст песни Vol de Mars - Короткий балет

As the Court swim in the ports ,
We're going into the bout ,
And we have not seen any , nor any there the captain .
Deaf, blind , mute
Our secret dreams,
And in a dream , we do not feel the wounds .

Look for yourself - you will see bridges behind
And her two wings sprout from the skin stubbornly.
Everything is real now ,
Tomorrow may be without us ,
And the last word for us!

Jumps white swan dance ,
visible wings, you see the wings !
On the whole Peter Bast gathered .
This tenderness is philia ,
This grace is the ease ...
Each also flies in dreams ,
Only in life , alas , not simply
So soar , but try it!