Встречный Ветер - Тени прошлого
текст песни

Dissolving in the thick fog,
Night gives way to a new dawn
In a ramshackle hut between the hills
I'm trying to find peace
All dreams are somewhere out there - behind
Only a thousand words ahead
My heart has been in my chest for a long time
Locked tightly with a bolt
Loud rain drumming on the roof
The old forest comes to life in the morning
They certainly won't hear me here,
They certainly won't find me here
My body has fallen into oblivion
But the soul did not find its home
Shadows of the past, gray shadows
Sitting at my table again
Voices of forgotten poets
They whisper poetry in my ear
In those verses there is neither good nor light,
Just a cry of endless melancholy
These lines are my salvation,
These lines are my suffering
Not for the next generation
Not for your understanding
They will torment me forever
And there is no escape from them
Even if the candles go out
Shadows will follow me.
This is the reflection of lost thoughts
But they are not subject to time.
At the end of my strange life
The shadows of the past will grow longer