Текст песни Дмитрий Авилов - Ты же знаешь

You know: dying,
People dump wings.
Somewhere on the threshold of paradise
They are brought by gray dust.
You know: resurrect
Only wings man
And his soul Bosai wanders
Before the Skonchania Century.

I was told by children yesterday
What: They read a lot
Those who are all the wise in the world;
They indicate the road,
Since they studied everything ...
Covered with gray dust
Following them dragged
Their broken wings.

And stretched as if sailed
Renuits on the road
Their broken wings
Their legs wounded,
Their exhausted faces
(Either faith, or rock)
On the way, Reniece ...
Do not offend them with a lacaround.

It was unprecedented Ile to
But bequeathed and become.
Whose lot - Shave dust,
Whose goal is to strive for a flock ...
Because - only young
(Yes, and then in a dream) fly.
Be the winged is to be mad.
You know. You know...