Текст песни Ворон Кутха - Синий лёд

Ice blue
It pours and pours.
We still
Do not stay.

Hold on
Melt,
Hot
To be recognized.

Blue ice
Here it is, rushing.
And I'm not the one.
You are not the same.

Taxed
I smashed it.
Like a knife cakes
Cuts, gnaws.

Seven do not remember one.
Nothing when not your own.
Seven forgot one.
Nothing, or maybe your own?

Drink to the bottom
Live to the ground
Ice blue
Will not notice.

Break off the bit.
Become easy
Where the wind is.

To say goodbye
In the heat of the moment.
Promise
To turn around.

Be you
Blue poison.
Us back
Do not come back.