Текст песни ДДТ - Я Церковь без крестов, лечу, раскинув руки

I - the church without crosses
Flying, arms outstretched.
Along the shores of the carotid
Petrified flour.
I - faith without reasons.
I - though without beginning.
You hear cried
Soul among aspen?

I - a bird without heaven.
I - stone echo.
Half-forgotten places
The sad omen.
Midnight Moon
My bandage wounds,
Yes gray mists
Bathe dome.

I - the church without crosses
Flocked to the land forever,
Heed the words of the departed
Yes singing winds.
I - without good memory.
I - Knowledge without aspirations.
Ostyvshaya star
Missing generations.

In my heart is dark,
Tattoos of infidelity,
Broken glass,
Damage done to the wall.
And tomorrow I die,
Shed rain rest.
Memory gone,
Explode over the river.