Текст песни На краю стою - да без крыльев я...

On the edge stand so without wings I
And I know not where my soul .
Me eagerly circling crows,
As if my life is divided equally.

Creeps into my heart pain soulless ,
And the fate of a fire - naughty .
Do not measure life fine measure .
Fences fate of their faith .

On the edge stand up, speak with destiny,
See his death and its quiet,
And crows are circling around me ,
As if my life is divided equally.

And are willing to die for the slaughter
My confession and recognition.
Wake me chimes -
Whether it is reality , or a prophetic dream .