Текст песни Destiny

Each print of your finger on whose destiny Your choice, sometimes not intelligent step Each print of your fist on whose heart Powerful exhalation (of) your egoism There was a time when you spoke that the world so cruelty The time has come to justify it To see the validity To feel desirable To give out desirable for the validity Lead: Alexander Ovchinnikov Each sight looking at you from a mirror Always different But the prints of your destiny are always identical