Thousands of years have passed
Still we do not know
Oh tell me, please, tell me
what lies beyond our comprehension
We are nothing but autumn leaves
swirling in the circles of time
Haunted by the shadow in our past
Time won't sweep away
our deepest scars of memories
It will carry them along eternally
Betrayed by the enigma of existence
Yet, we admire this insignificance
Oh shameful, pathethic
Listen carefully
to the sound of an evening breeze
And the sound of a thousand rivers
struggling towards the sea
But all is so dead and silent
Yes, this way it's got to be
Time won't sweep away
our deepest scars of memories
It will carry them along eternally
"Тысячи рек"
Тысячи рек позади
Всё ещё не подвластны нашему пониманию
О, скажи мне, прошу, скажи мне что лежит за этим пониманием
Мы есть ничто, кроме осенних листьев
Кружащихся во временных сферах
В прибежищах теней нашего прошлого
Время не унесёт прочь наши глубочайшие страхи воспоминаний
Оно будет беречь их всё вечность
Преданные загадкой существования
Пока мы всё ещё любуемся этой малозначительностью
Постыдные, жалкие
Прислушайся
К звукам вечернего бриза
И к звуку тысяч рек
Несущих свои воды к морю
Но всё вокруг мертво и тихо!
Да, этот путь должен существовать
Время не унесёт прочь наши глубочайшие страхи воспоминаний
Оно будет беречь их всё вечность
Thousands of years have passed
Still we do not know
Oh tell me, please, tell me
what lies beyond our comprehension
We are nothing but autumn leaves
swirling in the circles of time
Haunted by the shadow in our past
Time will not sweep away
our deepest scars of memories
It will carry them along eternally
Betrayed by the enigma of existence
Yet, we admire this insignificance
Oh shameful, pathethic
Listen carefully
to the sound of an evening breeze
And the sound of a thousand rivers
struggling towards the sea
But all is so dead and silent
Yes, this way it's got to be
Time will not sweep away
our deepest scars of memories
It will carry them along eternally
& quot; Thousands Rivers & quot;
Thousands river behind
Still not subject our understanding
Oh, tell me, please, tell me what lies beyond this understanding
We have nothing but the autumn leaves
Whirling in temporary areas
In the shadows of our past haunts
Time does not will carry away our deepest fears of memories
It will take care of all ages
Devotees mystery of existence
While we still admire this insignificance
Shameful, pitiful
Listen
By the sound of the evening breeze
And to the sound of thousands of rivers
Which flows to the sea
But all around the dead and quiet!
Yes, this path must exist
Time does not will carry away our deepest fears of memories
It will take care of all ages
