Текст песни Алексей Ушаков - Последней весной

to break all
 and there is nothing
 that can be saved
No more words
 No more dreams
And you want to go
I would like to take
somehow reach
Vienna from the hands
blade days
cold nights
To break this circle
It would be desirable to howl
Bury
Under the cold stars
All my pain
pour salt
The injured brain.
bird fly
Or burn
Or do not get up.
Or water
Stone on the bottom
Century break
Maybe the rain
Wind gulp
Become silence
close the lid
The land to bury
This spring…
Last spring ...