Текст песни Ключи к Декабрю - Вальс

Dripping wax road stories
Burns under the gaze of the word until the ashes
Circling in the dance January and over the horizon
Meet the new fall. So it was and always will be.
And we are so used to walk arm in arm on the edge
Drop the pieces on the wrong planet's own star
And it is so easy, dropping the old skin, to say that I know,
What will it last a little longer than eternity will be a little easier than the waltz blue roses

Moment
The hands hold, breath afraid to startle
Flickering shadows
I whisper the words and eyes do not give a wink
Okroyu doors
Windows and open, let in a winter light
I just would like to believe,
What is this dream more real in the world.
(O.O'Flynn)