Текст песни Тропой смирения, - рекой забвения...

if a miracle could
and promised to happen to us,
but it did not come to pass, not proizoshlo-
what good cry, to call at night.
we will not be able to fly together
to where the light to where the summer.
if not present in your heart
I love me in return.

and not for us are blooming spring gardens,
Nightingale and not sleeping at night trills fractions.
the path of humility, the river of forgetfulness
Now I'm farther from you.
farther from you.

how close was this heat;
and stars happy we were promised,
but did not come to pass and do not come true
and I were alone sadness.
the last hope in the hands of
I keep both birds and otpuskayu-
let it fly in the clouds,
what I do with it
because I know everything, I know.
No, not for us.

the path of humility, the river of forgetfulness
Now I'm farther from you.

how much you can cry and wait
guessing on fleeces, whispering prayers.
Double grace alone
on the wings of the sky will not come to us.
and is not given to us to learn together
nor of the will nor the strength of this,
but still you're in my heart
a favorite, so beautiful.

Let us not blooming spring gardens,
Nightingale and not sleeping at night trills fractions.
the path of humility, the river of forgetfulness.
Now I'm farther from you.
farther from you.