Текст песни Авиатор - Письма издалека

We spread the fate
In different cities
The past does not return, we have never been.
Letters, I do not keep, I do give to the fire ...
Golden fire I give her hope.

chorus.
Letters from Afar
God, how strange how ridiculous
I keep my hand
Instead of writing a handful of ashes
Letters from Afar
I remember your friend's handwriting
The heart does not want to forget
Letters from afar.

We built a bridge
Our love to you
Maybe fly and alas obnyat..no
I know in advance it will not save us
Golden fire I give her hope.

chorus.
Letters from Afar
God, how strange how ridiculous
I keep my hand
Instead of writing a handful of ashes
Letters from Afar
I remember your friend's handwriting
The heart does not want to forget
Letters from afar.