Catch Wind [Russian translation]

Grey skies above

Matching the jungle of concrete and mud

Faces untouched

Reflecting lives of the blue and unloved

Bitter and blunt

The souls of many covet direction

Look close enough

And you might catch a glance of your reflection

The wind tells tales of moments so sweet

Of tragedy veiled in lies and deceit

The surface shakes from conflict and hate

Of innocent caught in history's wake

Smiles fade and blend with the sky

Emotionless grey, a jungle of concrete and lies

I guess reality tells a story of life

Gazes below

Staring at their feet while time passes slow

Faces cast down

Drowning their sorrows in vices unbound

Indifferent minds

Scatter the streets yet they feel so confined

Look close inside

And you might catch wind of ascetic lives

The wind tells tales of moments so sweet

Of tragedy veiled in lies and deceit

The surface shakes from conflict and hate

Of innocent caught in history's wake

Smiles fade and blend with the sky

Emotionless grey, a jungle of concrete and lies

I guess reality tells a story of life

The oceans sway and whisper the tides

Their stories will fade and evolve with time

The surface calms for a moment's grace

A moment to count the breath that you take

Smiles rise and contrast the sky

Emotional blue, a palette of scattering light

I guess reality tells a story of life