Текст песни АлисА Жизнь струны - Жизнь струны

Wind from edge to edge
On the earth, by the end of the night
Song of the morning to drive.

Do we not know how barking will end
Hounds of the steppe hunting dogs.
String life is a tight thread.

Chorus:
Who sensed, who knew? What will the storm turn into? Woe and trouble
Do we pass around?
The gift of Heaven is flying paths, at night it opens the eyes of those who keep the path
Together with me.

We could be cleaner than snow
If you knew the joy of a cold -
Blizzard fly above the ground.

Through the ban, a pack of wolves breaks,
Leader, entrusting souls.
The life of a string is a dashing death.

Chorus:
Who sensed, who knew? What will the storm turn into? Woe and trouble
Do we pass around?
The gift of Heaven is flying paths, at night it opens the eyes of those who keep the path
Together with me.

Together with me.
Together with me.

Together with me.