Текст песни Братья По Воздуху - Семь верст

Land softly falling , falling, falling on you
Earth all that folding, folding, folded covers
There is a spirit that leads you Anew whisper words
But do not call him out loud how much you no matter how much repeat

name is called
He risked his head
evenings recalled

Metal quietly poured melted and froze forms
He was listening to fully absorb themselves do not give
There is a sound that lives inside the colors of summer only opens
No two options, but rabid dog seven versts not edge

name is called
He risked his head
evenings recalled