Now you hear my trembling voice Inspired by divine muse I ask you - if you had a choice What would you choose
(экстрим)
Think of the galaxies and the universe How old they are indeed How they are vast and deep and immense And how small are you, God's spit Think of an uprising of the Northern star How it's beautiful and far Think of how majestic is existence of this world So try to suppose how worthless is our birth
(клин)
Now you hear my trembling voice Inspired by divine muse I ask you - if you had a choice What would you choose
The whole question's just about Our meaning in the cosmos I'm so afraid But I have to say Excuse me guys, our birth is worthless
(экстрим и клин)
Now you hear our solid scream No inspiration left I'm sure you know what I mean This world is better without man