Текст песни Атморави - Пятна

I kiss your lips this rough winter
I look at you, I admire you
no sharp wind nor blizzard dashing
the December sky enveloped in gloom

as if in a dream joyful colored spots
broken glass on a gray
I do not hold back the clouds
Another moment, and the moon will

you know how to laugh and sing, I speak evil of
snake and a wolf watching cringe
your breath of air your planet bright
and I probably need to wait until there is a spring of urine

as if in a dream joyful colored spots
broken glass on a gray
I do not hold back the clouds
Another moment, and the moon will
and even then not escape not hide
or hide in the bushes
All my bare essence, and in the people afraid
be read on fear

I kiss your lips this rough winter
I look at you, I admire you
your eyelids do not hide your watchful eyes
the December sky enveloped us