Текст песни Леонид Корнилов - Удары сердца

heartbeats

Is the door bouncer shoulder
Or modestly marking time in the porch -
We are persecuted scourge of heart
And we live by the heart beats.
Burn cosmic world.
Leave the terrestrial roosts.
On the thought is given only a moment -
The one between the heart beats.
Half a second, no more - fear.
Half a second to move to the retreat.
We, swaying, standing on his feet
Under relentless heartbeat.
Again an invisible whip lashes.
To swell the flood veins.
Stagnant heart will not give.
Just as we live them blows.
And the other strikes - nothing.
Everything is available for the spirit and the flesh,
As long as the heart, the size of a fist,
We are from the heart batters.

Leonid Kornilov