ATTACA - Тюльпаны
текст песни

I know, the person remembers
Silence clenched into a fist
When he rushed after her
First scatter, then scope

When only the ashes remained
And breaks the bone first fear
And he tried to run away
Barefoot, in Potemki, in shackles

As if before everything is wrong
As if everything was wrong before
Blow - he dislocated his shoulder
Without stopping, in a hurry

He took out because of his bosom
Madly, carefully, tulip
Sore, tortured flower
It was like a cross

I never understand you
Broken, wounded people
Yourself ready
Just rush after her

But the crusader will be dead
Let it throw off the pain from the tired eyelids
No one awaits us at the line
Wake up, you remember, man