Текст песни АлисА - Жги

At the junction of paths,
In regard of all time
Open the essence of passion.
And Name Names
become
Return fire
all that we currently taken.

Out of nothing, out of nowhere
It takes a road to nowhere.
In that way all yearn for a miracle
And believe will whip.

Eye in the floor, the ranks of hell
Or dig deep into the vastness.
Everything, as always, a blunt herd
Grazes a blind guide.

Lessons of years, covenants century
And predictions ages
Do not change a person,
He's the same goof hunted.

The same arrogance, the same posture,
All units of the same thread.
Seven out of ten of the life of a goat,
And the rest - the goats.

Only a few trains Sky
See in the circle of water,
Even where waiting for victory,
Close up trouble.

The Day Lasts More Than a Hundred Years,
And the idol of the world inconsolable,
Those who traded in the shadow of itself,
Defeated!

Burn, burn the land breeze!

There is rapture in the battle!
In the blood pulsating victory!
For this I thank life
Power of the Light!

Only heaven knows the hour,
When cool world.
World of Heaven is not a decree -
Read out to the holes
Black.
Last broadcast
tocsin raises hard.

What kind of life, such songs
And neither add nor take.
I remain only with those together,
Who knew something to die for.

23.05.2011 Caba