Текст песни Время жатвы - Итаки больше нет

Day after day, to look into the fog,
Catch the wind straying off course.
Just you and the ocean,
And the whisper of the waves - the pulse.
You are one among water,
Incorrigible and forgotten by all,
Only the clock in your chest
Ticking.

Years week, minutes
In the vast ocean of broken lives,
Where souls are dying faster than older
And fall to the bottom, from the freedom of getting drunk.
And for years, feed, weeks, minutes
Goes to infinity and dream in the morning,
What do you have long swim down the river Lethe,
And that whole vast planet
Ithaca is no more.

You drank wine wins
But before the end you were
White wolf death
And the gray wolf old age.
The day will come - darkness melts,
And the port will own trireme,
Where you will burn to ashes
Relentless time.