Текст песни Алиса Апрелева - Ave Maria

The black city calls the labyrinths of the roofs,
Expanding to the pain of pupils of lanterns.
You break into the night and, like an abyss, fly,
Through glass and fire rushing after her.

So quiet is her joy, and the tenderness of her face
In a bright glance this keeps cleanliness,
That you are ready to pray to her heaven
And for her to kiss the emptiness from under her feet.

Ave, Maria!
Ave, Maria!
Ave, Maria!

She looks with a smile at the city of the night:
She is open to all secrets for eternity around,
And, dressed in light, hovers above the earth,
Not noticing with the entreaty of outstretched hands.

Ave, Maria!