Текст песни Зимовье зверей - Стекла

I have a specific proposal
Replace all the glass in the stained-glass windows,
To see in the window are not reflected,
A color pictures and mirages.
Let that someone will seem strange.
New glass old frame.

   Ringing. Colorless glass out.
   Transparent glass out. Ringing.

In this case, there is one complication -
Too many fragments and incised wounds,
But a fantastic impression,
If each window color screen.
Price on small arms and frames.
From fragments of old and fresh wounds.

   Ringing. Waste glass out,
   Broken glass out. Ringing.

But I see you unsure,
You're in this idyll see deception.
Well, at least someone of us will experience an epiphany,
When all mirages turn into mist.
And glass crumble sooner il late.
Leaving only the frame so the wound.

   Ringing. Waste glass out,
   Transparent glass out,
   Red, green, blue, yellow glass
   From all sides.