Шарлотта - Опенинг - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

A month or two - the end will come to the world. Know and suffer: death is waiting for us. You listened (you listened) and was silent (and was silent). Give me an answer (give an answer) or advice (or advice). Then only a dream? (then only a dream?) Is he terrible (he is terrible) ... in reality? (in reality?) I don’t understand (I don’t understand) ... What to add, what to reduce, what to leave behind? I can’t imagine how I will make a choice. Well, okay, all the same, they are not powerful over their fate. And in the end, after all, we will ask: \ "God! Were the torment? \" But I forgot the former sadness, near you and all the friends that are ready to help at a moment of trouble! Fights drove everything away at once. Let them turn into a monster - I'm not afraid, since you are near. If we draw a line with you, will we become stronger at least a little? Again, I (I again) do not calm (do not calm down) trembling in my hands (trembling in my hands), passes fear! (Presses fear!) How long (as long ago) without him (without him) you could live (you could live), tell me? (Tell me?) What to add, what to reduce, how to go to force yourself? I can’t imagine how I will make a choice. We need to continue our path, we are not powerful over fate. And in the end, after all, we will ask: \ "God! Were the torment not in vain? \" But I forgot the former sadness, why friends needed, only now! Having gained faith in my own strength, I will break out to freedom, no matter how much the losses fell out again! But so far it was all wrong for me, how much you could change, I want again in your familiar eyes I am a reflection of your own. It is sometimes scary to imagine how many obstacles awaits us in the future, it is only that I received from you, like a treasure, in my hands I always hold my own! Why, why, do not care me the will of God? Fate is not easy, perhaps the doubts are sneaking. It’s time to rest from the road, because the start -ups are not in vain, and let the gods will not agree with my choice. I hear cold words: "Those in whom we used to sincerely believe, no more here!" Pretending that I did not understand them, I will pretend that everything is in order, but again I will close in myself. But I forgot my former sadness to prove that I am not alone, you have always been to me. I threw away weaknesses immediately, even if they turn us into a monster, but we will return home!