Текст песни MOLECUL - Третья по счету от Солнца

We will not find on the radar
We do not lay a rocket
I froze again in anticipation of strike
The third one from the sun - my planet
Behind the glass is only the gray sky
Absorb fingers every drop
Look at the clock - the arrow always zero
From today and tomorrow
In the atmospheres of dead stars
Shine us next, and at the edge
In emptiness flying so hard to believe that a flock so close to paradise
Scream if you can not breathe
On the lips of the heat cools sunset
Run away from him, pretend that you are still alive and lucky
On the concrete fields of cities
It burned all the time that's left
I know ... I noticed for her never stay