Текст песни Виктор Цой - Сгореть пеплом

I hear your voice , I see your point of view
But they did not find the way back
In light of your nights more than a day
Burn ash rain wash away

And like his hands are strong but they do not raise
That which is destined to lie
In whose hands the holes and suit
A glass eyes abyss
burn the ashes