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