The island of sunken ships
Ustalyye afishi smoyet dozhd'. YA chuvstvuyu, kak ty ko mne idosh'. Ty khochesh' byt' so mnoy, no ya nichey, I dom moy, slovno ostrov zatonuvshikh korabley.
Ty dumayesh', s toboy ya-znachit, tvoy. Poymi, ya blizkiy vsem i vsem chuzhoy. Ty khochesh' byt' so mnoy, no ya nichey, I dom moy slovno ostrov zatonuvshikh korabley.
Naydi moy ostrov zatonuvshikh korabley, On zateryalsya sredi gorodskikh ogney. Davay sbezhim s toboy tuda na mnogo let, Ischeznuv, slovno korabli, letyashchiye na svet.
Zakruzhit del zemnykh vodovorot, Chtob prodolzhit' prervannyy polot. Otkroyu dver' dushi i muzyka voydot, Ty ne stuchis' tuda, zvuk etot bol'yu otdayot… Ustalyye afishi smoyet dozhd'. YA chuvstvuyu-ty bol'she ne pridosh'. I vot opyat' odin, opyat' nichey, I dom moy slovno ostrov zatonuvshikh korabley.
