Текст песни Дети Неонового Солнца - Янцзы

It Yangtze
In your head noise,
And Lao Tzu
He gives back.
Sail
Cold River,
To sleep on the sand,
Sleeping on the sand.

We are like a river,
White turbulent river.
Hands in the hot sand
Rune whispered patterns.
But do not look for silence,
Even having started the war,
You remain in captivity,
To pull the strings.

We just beads underfoot
Dead vagrants,
Our thoughts above us
Stacey fly.
Whoever dreams released,
Clip chain
Doomed to unconsciousness
Drink from depression.

Death is like a river,
Black waterless river,
Hands in the sand is cold,
Heap confused runes
But do not look for silence,
It is better to go to war,
I'll wait here in captivity,
To pull the strings.

Beads underfoot
Dead vagrants,
Our thoughts us
Stacey fly.
Whoever dreams released,
Clip chain
Doomed to unconsciousness
Drink from depression.

It Yangtze
In your head noise,
And Lao Tzu
He gives back.
Sail
Cold River,
To sleep on the sand,
Sleeping on the sand.