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Apokrif

Песня: Апокриф

Перевод: Вениамин Славицкий


Our trail is lost
In the purple snow;
We'll be gone with the rain,
After breaking the mirrors.

Our city is there
On the edge of silence;
Midnight, our friend,
Provides us with guidance;

To the other side of the day
We'll be gone
To the place where wind
Will return our eyes;
To the other side of the day
We'll be gone
To the place where wind
Recognized us....

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