Текст песни Атриум - Птица Юга

Sun disk dead
The yellow leaves
The gray coat warm hands.
Autumn wind breathes, drowning in the summer
In anticipation of the white boredom.
I clay is molded, dreams linked,
Rains poured yes to the window.
Are you a deadly poison,
cold look
Crossing the path of a black cat.

We would be with you together
On level ground is not slipping.
In the sea will leave with you
With the head - we will not go back.

In the sky, the clouds are creeping snake rattlesnake,
The course is to the north, but I would have with them.
You - a bird of the south, spring friend,
Dawn's daughter, but we are united.

We would be with you together
On level ground is not slipping.
In the sea will leave with you
With the head - we will not go back.