Lyrics Александр Непомнящий - От греха

With Thomas the Unbeliever, the children became friends like the plague
And fell out of love forever strawberry fields
And the birds were fed by darkness and wept to the ground with guilt.
And dying to heaven exiled dreams and wonders
And the buzz is always the other way around - someone even, someone - odd
And instead of the northern steppes meets the sea cranes,
The Midnight Owl sings, farewell - the grain will not germinate,
And with each passing hour everybody is afraid to be afraid of their own shadows.
From sin away, deeper from sin,
From sin, which was not and is not

Turned off the light, Thomas went to bed and sent everyone to say goodbye
Smeared snot on asphalt - only that did not help
The visitor came to the house, breaking eyes, through his dream, Thomas recognized him
Like a zipper, but too late - the house is long covered with debts
To the very rooftops, to the very stars - Thomas ran wherever they looked
His blind eyes and only strange words
In an incomprehensible language follow as pigeons fly
But he did not understand and ran through the fields, through the forests
From sin away, deeper from sin,
from sin which was not and is not

And the cold painted patterns of eternal holiday palaces
And the snow queen's lips are magical and almost warm.
Happy dance and chords of crystal gentle voices -
Everything is forgotten, but suddenly to the left because of the locked door - a knock, knock, knock, cry
order - let him go

Foma woke up, pulled the door open, he was knocked down by a storm of blizzard
Rose again, about the prayer remembered up two birds sent
"What did you leave ?!" But hope, faith fell hail - tired
Two icy hailstones and feet attracts the ball
weakly, measuredly, inexorably in the squares of the hall
away from sin, deeper from sin,
from sin which was not and is not

So those are the pole, these are the St. George day and midnight in the yard
But a knock, a blow, and a door to slivers are birds of the fire wing.
they slapped their faces in the face so that they could remember the land.
And about the spring, whence the third bird could,
I managed to fly everything and burn all the canvases with a rainbow,
Translate blind to sighted pigeon words
And turn into a light golden false peeled copper
About that why hope, faith, if there is it.
Ice castle exploded - steam on all sides of the earth,
And on the melted granite the shadow of chess horses.
Granite was the first - rose from the parting wave,
The wedge of the cranes waited for the day returned through the horizon
The cross burned down, and the ashes were blown away by the wind by a flock of crows
Delicious water from the spring, healed wounds from nails
And all the rescued blind, whom the waters took to the bottom,
They run in darkness until they know the good festive news
From sin away, deeper from sin,
From sin, without which we were not and no
From love away, from love deeper,
From love, without which we were not and no
From sin away, deeper from sin,
From sin, which is NO ...