Текст песни Артем Апраксин - Безысходность

And again the roads in gold are silent
And again all the warmth will disappear somewhere ...
And every year, during summer farewells
All the same is a sheet of yellow, it will fall on the road.

He is lonely, but still has never been alone!
There are hundreds of them, thousands, their millions!
And each for himself, in his own way, sir.
And everyone proudly blew, fingering the trees of the crowns.

But they always needed freedom.
They dreamed only about one thing - to fly!
Unexpectedly why (?), Anywhere!
Break off the branch and do not return to heal ...

soaring like birds above the ground
fly, with freedom enjoying the sweet
But which of them could know: nothing lasts endlessly.
and collapsing into the mud, they still have to fall ...

And the light breeze swayed hopeless dreams,
Drops of rain washed off the accumulated dust of longing,
passed through thunder, through lightning and thunderstorms
And they were all the time by the end so casually close.

But only now they learned
The fact that hopelessness was forever somewhere nearby.
After all, their freedom is "nothing", and that they existed,
What would fall, to become a golden outfit on the body of the Earth ...;