Текст песни Территория - Горизонты I

horizons
Mikhail Dyakonov

Hands pushing the horizons ,
At the touch feel fog.
Like a meteor , when he fell in the weeds .
Grass burns proximity of the front.

And waking dream the impossible .
In the dream, create and do wonders .
How strange voices in his head ,
Your name road terrain.

And the stars touching warm boots ,
Pass the path of the Milky Way .
Earthly gods who were there ahead
Us looks bright eyes ?

And in the southern sea sail ,
Under the sky , where the Southern Cross dominates .
On our ship did not have enough seats
For all those who wish to fly with us.

The Earth's axis will harden without movement.
And dreams of planet with blue enamel
When words will one day be steel,
Forever destroy the force of gravity .

And black hole saw there radiance ,
Catch up with the beauty of cosmic dawn .
In the vast space of the Earth to be small .
To fly through time and distance .