Текст песни Электрические партизаны - Молекула ветра

Kill your body to stay a
A handful of ashes in a foreign land,
Or leave mad molecule in the fight,
The point of color in the gloom of propane.
Spring wounded blade ice froze
Wind is looking for fire,
Over his shoulder he spits chorus to nowhere
Dumb singer passing day.

I wind molecule
I forgot your friend,
Drunk smell of new fires,
A light year without one kilometer.

I dug into the heart of a crown of thorns,
Wilt name the flower in the snow,
The brutal truth is a liar who was executed
I will rise again, but I can not sing.
How strange to see the body of the heavens,
Wrapped in a banner,
Hope the white flag, the red cross of love,
Closer to the ground so the belief in the furnace of the icon

I wind molecule
I forgot your friend,
Drunk smell of new fires,
A light year without one kilometer.

Broken bottles on the side of the road,
Sun on torn edges,
The clock-sharpened,
To become swords in battle.
Smell of death filled night only
A little bit of love in the ruins of the day,
From the roof of the ice falls on the threshold of spring
The way forward for me otherwise.

I wind molecule
I forgot your friend,
Drunk smell of new fires,
A light year without one kilometer.