Текст песни Утро над Вавилоном - Реки Вавилона

Were the river Amur were jungles of Siberia
And love was 3 seconds, believe.
And the cliff crystal I flew sad,
Indeed, in the final analysis - all leads to death.

I came straight from the clouds, wings folded a diamond,
A burning pain in the eyes of the entire planet.
Angelitsa tired as I was not calculated,
What there is no road to the golden age.

Fireflies, rockets, lights subtle
Saw off into the distance and gave me the flame.
Do not not go to the Crimea, not Rome, and when we said goodbye to him
It was quiet and my voice disappeared in the fog.

Equivalent opinion unborn genius
Echoes of the evil nature of the trap -
This is the age elusive beast hungry and barking
Heart tears to pieces seasons.

Heart breaks - do not regret it! In the center of the city distant,
Where in the underground people-refugees waiting rubles paper.
We ourselves are not local, helicopters heaven,
Carries away his daughter in the land where all is not important ...