Текст песни Пятница - Моя стрела

My arrow was late
To give you rain
I'm sorry I have to grow up
I'm afraid to get off your mind
Yes, I'm back on the edge
Time is given to you
Not enough empty
You're all gone
Suddenly the only sound around
fallen century
Doors rattle
Snow run
Ice leaves
I will come out of the void
That you're just you
You were always my
A wave of expectation full
My fault depth
Wet the wall in front of me
Night but she could not help me
Word around a head goes away
That is not what you need to know
Neither you nor I is
We are millions of eyes
Millions phrases
Let us remain sadness
But it is a gulf