Текст песни Артем Апраксин - Безысходность

and again the roads in gold are silent
and again all the heat will disappear somewhere ...
and every year, in the days of summer farewell
all the same, a sheet of yellowing will fall on the road.

he is alone, but he has never been alone!
there are hundreds, thousands, millions of them!
and each to himself, in his own way, is a master.
and each proudly blew, fumbling the crown trees.

but they always needed freedom.
they only dreamed of one thing - to fly!
why (?), wherever!
to fall off the branch and not come back to sleep ...

soar like birds above the earth blithely
fly enjoying freedom in sweetness
but which of them could know: nothing lasts forever.
and collapsing into the mud, they still have to fall ...

and a light breeze swayed hope empty dreams
raindrops washed away the accumulated dust of longing,
passed through thunder, through lightning and thunderstorms
and were all the time towards the end so casually close.

but only now they found out
that hopelessness was forever somewhere nearby.
because their freedom is “nothing”, and that they existed,
what would fall, to become a golden outfit on the body of the earth ...;