Артурик - Птица боли - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You look from the top seeing the change. You fly disappearing from the crowd of the universe.

You cut the corner with a wing of the wind into a solar storm.

You are like the wind, he is that free, but who are you soaked?

You fly washing grief of resentment in the click of the Renaissance bullet.

You rush into the voids, but notes played there.

And the orchestra forgets notes! Written rhymes for the melody of the performer.

Reading words without seeing the meaning of life, you can leave pain or maybe ashamed, before people. And I do not feel sorry for the time knowing that my path is endless.

Tell me why freedom why do you fly away through the wind of an instant

And you are no longer there, and there are no words that ended the lines and notes that they wrote with meaning during the life of the truth of the Rhyme, who lived with the melody of rhyme?.

The truth is left there!, Looking low in the face without seeing the point, or maybe he is not everyone is able to notice this without seeing good, they cause pain, seeing good, they do painlessly knowing the truth, tell people the facts tells people. Thus, letting the blood eagerly in the heart, making it again burned again, not seeing life, they burn their neighbors, without understanding the mistakes, they give hope with the eraser of the truth.

Not to mention the facts, knowing the truth, you are standing silently listening to Losh.

Smile at them in response and go into the void through white snow.

Concluding the lines think people before making it hurt ...