RIP #12 07 января 2001

Outro

   When the ends May

   We do not expect summer and autumn.

   No sense crying flying away:

   And why did you place your cast?

   When the light ends,

   We do not expect the night, and twilight

   Why a hundred questions, when there is an answer

   One. He will always be perpendicular.

   When ends life

   We do not expect death and memory.

   Someone to be here, waiting for someone heights.

   Will not change anything - fatality.


                         [Rest In Peace]