Гринни-де-Вальд - Для чёрных дней... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

For black days, faceless, like a soot, I accumulated the collection: a knock on the door, creak, steps and letters. Yesterday I heard voices in the darkness. One said: you will get out of custody, the other said: you will stay in prison. What's better? To be in apathy, as before, while the ax does not fulfill the order, or to rush from despair to hope, and from hope - to truth without embellishment? I could jokingly make water, but I was not familiar with this joke - the law said: you will be released. The prison said: you will be under the castle. I myself loved to laugh at the case and respected the brutal game, I know the price of death in the world and the price of unforgivable visions, I know my diagnosis is unconditional, but was eager for you - a good line ... The judge came: I am again innocent. The minister came: guilty - and sitting. Everything in life was repeated, and not more. I will throw back on straw, and fall asleep. The man let me go free, and the woman left me in captivity ..

Author of poems: Laura Bocharova.

Voice: Grinni de Vald.