Сергей Александровский - The Axiom

Let's say goodbye once and for all, no regrets, no past.
I'll watch those colored images again, free at last.
I'll breathe, not rasp, through a clean,
Bright rainbow's art.
Enough of feeling sorry for myself, time to cheer my heart.
Useless thoughts, to ash they go,
Burned down by heat inside.
I'll scatter like dust come morning light,