The songs of the winds tell us "bye"
Mountain rivers whisper to us "bye"
The shadows resembling quiet meanings, pale faces
Have disappeared - and they forgot to bid farewell
I measure myself up
Against the old movies and dusty books
We flew apart like splinters
Shards are left in the skin, it hurtsLyrics from a song by Peremotka and Vnimanie Brusnika! The song itself and translation source
