Текст песни Сима невыносима - Северная

The fog outside the window of the car,
And then - Marsh distance.
I see the tone variability
So the Steel Was Tempered.

Here people naplakali Sea
Salt and light in the water.
We'll have to fit to the North,
Who is not afraid of trouble.

Tenderness does not know the outcome,
When her someone shed,
I soak in salt water
The algal sludge.

No pochuet foolishness
When this gentle breeze.
Any rebellious feeling
Exit from the surface - down.