Текст песни Алиса - На Пороге Неба

Black velvet covered the night,
Yes confused in the mists of the day,
Only sly moon
From hoary boulder
Suggestive shadows on the fence.

Stars falling fire heaven
Becoming fires languages.
Night in September chapel,
Only sensitive dawn
Iskra hidden in the pile of firewood.

The river crept Milky Way.
Horizon became heights.
August. Midnight. Not a soul,
Only water reeds yes
Clouds on sworn allegiance.

I rushed in search of itself
The clearing of the dew of gray.
Whether the poison burned moon
So I got to the bottom,
Whether summer sunset in the smoke.

On the threshold of the sky
Prior to high Star
At midnight, the hand file.
On the threshold of the sky
Faithful to give up,
So it is easier to breathe.
On the threshold of heaven,
Propane grieving,
Baptized strength and power.
On the threshold of the sky
Do you hear me
Where the rain is born.

As night confused blue forest
Runaround rotten stumps
Remember the black river,
Flooded shore
Yes hobbled herd of horses.

I can not sleep, the heart pushes the chest,
Inciting soul through.
Tears corners of your eyes.
Apple Night yes Spas
Slowly introduce the fall in house.