Текст песни Мёртвый Художник - Атлантида

I like to be the hero of the story,
Think about eternity looking out the window .
Beautifully suffer and keep
By itself never anyone.

But the love of the dog , the wounded beast ,
In my heart will go through the secret door
It is a pity that the world is so little nastoyschih people ...

It is a pity that the world is so little real people ..

And let the whole world will go to the bottom of Atlantis
We'll be together , it is still a common thread
And let descend snow , ice avalanche
We will not care a single thread .

The last effort , I pull my hand ,
To meet you.
Yesterday's friend , the last effort ..
After dvoem we are stronger in the hundreds of thousands of times ,
Than each separately ...

But the love of the dog , the wounded beast ,
In my heart will go through the secret door
It is a pity that the world is so little nastoyschih people ...

It is a pity that the world is so little real people ..

And let the whole world will go to the bottom of Atlantis
We'll be together , it is still a common thread
And let descend snow , ice avalanche
We will not care a single thread .