Текст песни Дмитрий Алексеев - Линия Фронта

Front line

Fields of flowers, the fields of graves
In my heart bloom and there are no more forces

Only heaven knows why
For each witness back ... there are around

There is a battle for the souls of mortals on earth and above the earth
Neither the authorities nor the money you can not administer the court at times

The front line in your heart
The front line night and day
Do not measure the sense of not weigh fire
Do not run out of time, the river, spreading palm

Who is a grave sin in the soul took
Some were without God condemned, He saved others;

Those who believe in the ideal of light
Bloody throne himself forged and redemption knew

There is a battle for the souls of mortals on earth and above the earth
Law of universal higher mind sometimes

The front line in your heart
The front line night and day
Do not measure the sense of not weigh fire
Do not run out of time, the river, spreading palm