Текст песни Идея Fix - Засыпая с ветром на перегонки

Shine
Through the glass
On the palm
All gone
Pain again ...
Draw!
The wind is sleeping here
In the sand, next to you.

Fly! Higher!
Fly! Do you hear?

I’ll break my new World
Was wrong,
I ask you
No more
Those gray days
And dreams .. I believed her.
Life in front of
Our hopes.
There is a tear on the cheek.

Fly! Higher!
Fly! Do you hear?

Cruel smiles, crazy mistakes
So many and few
That the heart is tired:
Don't moan, don't fight
Outside is not torn ..
Cure for death
Will not, believe me!

I will die! I will die! I will die!
I AM...

Fly! Higher!
Fly! Do you hear?

No, no more strength!
NO MORE POWER!

The taste of color I forgot
I’ll draw it on my cheek, draw it on my cheek:
Drops of tears on the hand ...
I forgot the taste of color ...