Текст песни Ступени - Вишневый снег

Behind the smoke of fires , with the shower of arrows -
Caravans nights - and that every day ,
That is yesterday .
My Prison - ice tower .

I remember raving dawn
Fugitive , doomed to death ,
And as the night drags
For captive obsidian rocks .
I remember the smile ,
That turned into a grin
When a cherry snow.

But the north wind opened my arms ,
He covered my back
From poisoned arrows .
The north wind , you and I are brothers!

That's my reward for my crazy escape
For what I saw snow
And marble green ice .
I always remember
Taste cherry snow !