Текст песни Jackie-O - Последний Серафим

Accustomed to the darkness of night
And a golden cage ,
A blocked nestling in the corner .
In the shadow of its former dream
He feels his
The inevitable end .

But the blood dense ...
Sight-read -
Prayer is simple .
And bright red dawn
And in a low whisper somewhere
Pride next reason.

Rip out hearts bright light
The flow of the river ,
Suppose that the keys to happiness is not,
They are not so important .
From repentance in the silence
Freezes the blood .
Whisper wounded soul
With parched lips flies again and again .