Текст песни Молот ветров - Черные розы

Beautiful eyes
Your radiance
And lips of mysterious features.
Sad memory
Amid a lonely void.
How graceful and graceful shoulders
How gentle is the aroma of hair
I touched them with my lips
Shy, like a spike from roses.

Suddenly everything painted black.
Winter froze in sorrow and silence.
And the stars are cold, dim light
Faded in anticipation of despair.

And the black buds
Roses icy
Melting while dying
In the numb fingers
Scarlet Blood Drops
Drain slowly
And in the white fog
Irrevocably melt.
Heart has become ashes
On the altar stone
Quiet whisper of the wind
Conjures flame.
Crystal moon shine
In ice metal.
Like in a slow dance
We are with you
Were dying.
You and I were dying
You and I were dying
You and I were dying.