Текст песни Айре и саруман - Берег

Lyrics: Larissa Bocharova, vocals: Ayre and Saruman
Cold shot shackles chayachih rustling wings,
From the excitement of victories - to punch banners.
I will come into your dreams, as the forgotten true story -
Sound thin string, the sound of the ancient names.
What else can I leave?
What else can I leave
A stone's throw from the rest,
In just a few words of farewell from.
Understated lines of the gap on a white sheet,
The walls of homes in the fleeting clouds of gold,
From bridges burned white trail in the dark -
Thin dreams image, a bitter taste in the mouth.
What else can I leave?
What else can I leave
A stone's throw from the rest,
In just a few words of farewell from.
That's all we have, going to rise,
This is all that we suffered in the hot hands
After a cold and blood, through the darkness of bad weather
That's all that will destroy us in your eyes.
What else can I add?
What else can I add
A stone's throw from the rest,
In just a few words of farewell from.
Unsaid words whimsical ligature,
Stalks bent grass on the dewy meadow.
You measure out my life, I'll go without fear,
Throwing your body in your bank.
What else can I leave?
What else can I leave
A stone's throw from the rest,
In just a few words of farewell from
On your shore.