Flёur - Черта
текст песни

Crossroads of a thousand winds
From the recent thunderstorm - only an echo
I will go out of the threshold at the threshold
goodbye to what there will be no return to
I will not look back for a moment,
Going into a predawn piercing cold
Without a route, without a goal, at random
To high -speed changes, to the lights of the runway

The balloon flies up
lost in the clouds over the morning star
Melting, melting ... and I'm not sorry
all that remains behind the line ...

It became closely gloomy colors -
Their dreams are uncontrolled, and sadness is inconsolable
I will rewrite everything from scratch -
The world will never be the same ...
Blits with sunny tikan hours,
the sidewalks of a wet, marvelous smelling linden,
every drop, painfully beating in the face,
I say to each ray, thank you

For the fact that I can breathe
And, every moment filling with fragile beauty, -
see, feel and tie
Spring warmly through a thin coat ...

Everything will be fulfilled, everything will happen
New colors will fall on the untouched canvas
There will be a new day, a new page
Trains will fly in directions of different
One hundred expensive will suddenly arise from the void,
call you for distant Dali
Light locks, light bridges
time will build time instead of destroyed buildings

The balloon flies up
lost in the clouds over the morning star
Melting, melting ... and I'm not sorry
All that remains behind the line.