Текст песни G. Ad - Sileto Spera

"Sileto et spera," said the sage,
And I was looking for the answer in the sands
I did not dare to be silent, weaved a crown
Of scarlet leaves on black branches.

Autumn wind whispered poems
I put them in a dry bouquet.
A cold evening gave me dreams
Under the covers where the lights go out.

Tired downpour went home
He also wanted to sleep.
"Sileto spira", so hard
And it's too hard to close a square.

Neva in goosebumps trembles in the gloom
And someone from Mars sends letters to her.
Your vest is like a dress to me.
Fly, my Carlson, to Irish ice ...