Текст песни Иеромонах Фотий - Монолог

How many have fallen into this abyss,
Drilled away!
The day will come when I will disappear
from the surface of the earth.
All that sang and struggled,
Shone and torn:
And the green of my eyes, and the tender voice,
And gold hair.
And there will be life with its daily bread,
With the forgetfulness of the day,
And everything will be as if under the sky
And it was not me!
Changeable like children in every mine,
And so briefly evil,
Loving the hour when the firewood in the fireplace
Become ashes
Cello, and cavalcade in more often,
And the bell in the village ...
-Me, so alive and real
On the sweet land!
To you all-what me-
who knew nothing of
Aliens and their own?! -
I ask for faith
And asking for love ...
Both day and night, both in writing and orally,
For the truth, YES and NO,
Because I'm so often too sad
And only 20 years old.
For the fact that I direct inevitability-
Pardon,
For all my unbridled tenderness,
And too proud look
For the speed of rapid events,
For the truth, for the game ...
Listen! -Love me again
For dying ...