Текст песни КриК - Ходят Бродят

An old clock in the house twelve beat
Black Cats vorochatsya not fall asleep
Creaking door and through the creaking
Somewhere in the distance there was a wild shout

Chorus:
There are wandering , they go wandering
In the shadow of the house of the sorcerer
And collect the soul
In the arms of a dead moon

The voice in the void no longer to sleep
Sneaks into trembling moon
He flashed a shadow somewhere in the dark
And she came straight into my heart

Chorus:
There are wandering , they go wandering
In the shadow of the house of the sorcerer
And collect the soul
In the arms of a dead moon