Текст песни Александр Демидов и группа Бобры - Завывает ветер

Howling wind,
He broke my dream,
I did not notice,
How he entered into the soul,
Proskvozilo dank
All burning up inside,
Inflamed brain
I will suspend the movement ...

Have a look at the sky,
Stars calculate
A little patience, I would -
And the pass, I know
State of the country
And aching sadness
Will the laceration,
Healed, let go

In a sad silence
Quietly and without knocking
Damp basement
Wanders boredom.
Covering the body
Cotton blanket
Curled up to the limit,
I run back to ...

I close the door,
Shutters and bolts,
Thoughts like beasts,
Pierce again.
And infuriate
The insolence and intrusion
Places left
For imagination ...

Salvation will rain,
Heavy autumn,
The pain my cool,
Ceasing doubt.
Shut up in the final,
I open my eyes,
Quench sorrow,
Heart calm ...