Текст песни Лора Бочарова - Свет далеких маяков...

The light of distant lighthouses
 floating on the foam
Absolution
crave shade.
Whether the devil catch
whether mercy -
Absolution of sins
I had a dream.

Escapes between the fingers of the summer -
Flesh lighthouses, light from light,
  Only ghosts glide along the ledges:
Holiday Surf and breezes.

Dreams empty leaving summer.
Not given to leave the orbit of the planet,
  Reversing do not move any river or years,
And do not know the blood flyback

The light of distant lighthouses - what did you do?
Heart stupid soared over the abyss,
And shone, and torn, and sparks
In anticipation of their white wings! ..
Mirages are motionless in the zenith.
Where are you now, clues?
At the boundary of emptiness and silence
Who better than you prayed, Primal? ..

The light of distant lighthouses
There was not accurate.
Drinks from the crown of the pupils
The bird of the night.
All suffocating noose
Quiet sounds.
... Throw open my wings,
Left-handed!

The green light from the lighthouse - from the ashes of decay.
At stake is the soul in his lap.
A quiet voice is immersed in a fog.
Soothe my sadness, Unnamed!

... The light of distant lighthouses floated on the waters.
Glare fell on the walls and vaults
Without distinction, without guilt, without sorrow ...
Absolution belatedly.

The heart no longer beats uneasily.
Absolution? .. Can not
Light distant lighthouse was a trap.
But vows and shackles - not destroy.