Текст песни 2053 - 03. Все вернется

noon red-hot thin blade
impales himself
midnight is far from clear noise
and there is no alarm but does not sleep

The views and shots just
look - and there is nothing
a premonition of the life of a special sound
inexplicable sound

born in the dust
forgotten in the dust
yesterday's moon
adust
Do not simply because
blend suddenly
colors and paints
when everything will be back
just clap morning

someone once lived this life
someone once walked this path
Search for true hard work
there is no time to be alive

I do not have time to remember to think and know
this sad craft
terrible craft
to collect day after day itself

more and more
again and again
yesterday's sun
dead moon
Well, not just the same as
me around
colors and paints
morning surprise
when everything will be back