Текст песни Arida Vortex - Ловец Молний

Summer afternoon burned out, turned into a dream,
October pours sweet smoke - bitter wine.
At sunset, the sky melts black poison
Night is knocking at the door of the day, hello, it's me.

Will my parting gift be shielded from the fire?
A new storm is coming, a new trouble.
The sky is tearing a shiny whip, don't look back
A thunderstorm rages in metal captivity.

Is it possible to read what is hidden
Is it possible to collect what is broken.
The storm will scatter the debris.
Who is leading her?

The year has turned like a multi-colored wheel
Someone will call a storm, and it will come.
The sky is tearing a shiny whip, don't look back
A storm is raging in metal captivity.

Is it possible to read what is hidden
Is it possible to collect what is broken.
The storm will scatter the debris.
Who is leading her?

How can you read what is hidden?
How can you collect what's broken?
The storm will scatter the fragments.
You brought her with you!