Текст песни Летеница - Твой голос

In the rustle of wings, in a whisper they ate,
In the velvet of a tender night
I hear your voice, like a pipe
Splinters tearing to the glare ...

Spring is over - an impenetrable dream,
With a groan, the ice bound his eyes.
Where are you, my dear, my beloved?
The heart longs and waits ...