Текст песни Д. Арбенина и С. Сурганова - я становлюсь твоим лучом

The sun, I become your beam
I cut the skin
And genuinely laid bare nerves
Salt will not be enough for those who will be the first
Word will drown the pain in his voice minute

More there is nothing left
More there is nothing left
Now the way is clear to me

Wind
Waltz spun in bark tight tree
Shoulder cherry walls merge with white tailcoat
You see in my garden now playing children
Games are the same under the crystal-black flag
I ask you to close your eyes
I ask you to close your eyes
Me this night I can not sleep
Smell
Night fires deliberately pleasant
Age is flowing out of the hands in a hurry on the road
Now you can embrace only two of us
Someone has already managed to pay tribute obituary
So there is nothing left
So there is nothing left
A smell of summer sun