Текст песни АмертА - Метели

We're like songbirds -
You and I, and we were dreaming.
As if in a moment over the summer,
But not all tunes are sung.

We're asking for forgiveness:
Do not go, do not go autumn!

And I flew my snowstorm,
And swept out of whom dreamed of.
The cold steel of my sorrow
They roared my snowstorm.

So dream as thread breaks.
Who to the south, and who remains.
Where heat is, there flying
Far away, that's tired.

In front of thousands of springs,
But there is, but there is autumn.