Fuze :
If… If…. If the ships left traces on the waves,
we’d go swimming for them.
If medicines for all diseases were songs,
we’d save the world.
It’s sad, but there are always these “if”.
And now we don’t fly in a dream like a child,
friends seldom come together,
everything seems to have changed, in fact.
Time is smoldering so slowly
and we’re running faster, despite knee pain.
We fly kites in the sky and dreaming.
We protect these dreams, as best we can.
Covered candle flame by hands carefully.
Inside of stone heart of lilies …
I can not forget, but I can try to forgive,
and if you can forgive me too…
Forgive you …
Melting with the fog …
I’m Sorry …
already unreachable …
Wait …
But the ships set sail and left us,
along the shores of eternal sorrow …
Assai:
I’m waiting for the snow becomes warmer,
I’m waiting – that eyes will not lie to us,
the ships come up from under the sea,
and we’ll know more.
Why no one gives me a chance?
My right – to be a bird.
After us, what will these days
and what will dream to us.
And again, I’m sorry – forgive you.
It’s like a vow to the sky.
At daybreak, leaving the flock,
we will be the shadow, where we aren’t.
Everyday we begged “Save us!”,
and asked to don’t look us in the eye.
But the sea breeze rising from the bottom
and took away the secrets of the soul.
My salt was in the hold,
but other shores didn’t become warmer.
I wake up when I saw the sand hill.
I already at the bottom.
With stiff bare sails, just be a sailing ship.
Sailing close to the trade wind
and let eyes will be white.
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Трек с альбома KREC ”По реке”.
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The track from KREC‘s album ”Along the river (2006)”.
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