Igoralt - Черный силуэт
текст песни

While in longing for growing fright
Languish to us, living, is still given,
But to the hearts to deceive each other
And lie to yourself, the Heldey, is destined;

While clinging through the frozen window,
The shadow of the disease guard us at night,
And only the ends of the painful circle
Not reduced to the last link-

I want to understand, we are sad, longing,
That world, that moment with his world paradise ...
There is no moment - only the dead squeales the light ...

And the garden stalled ... and the door is clogged there ...
And the snow goes ... and black silhouette
He went over the granite mirror.

Minnitsky Annensky