Текст песни Нежеголь - Сырое Дыхание Туманов

Mists gently caress the trees
 And the foot of the hills ,
 But burning curls dawn,
 Disappear again .

 Blurred lines and silhouettes ,
 Like cheese languishing in captivity ,
 Revived branches of dead trees ,
 Cut the gray darkness.

 In the windless twilight descended fog
 Encased gray beard trees,
 Trailed dark forest , but it is cheating ,
 You hear someone else's breath ...

 Breathing mists
 Charms of the forest,
 And all the stops
 Around the clock ,
 The cheese apparel
 Dormant grass,
 Through the white haze
 You will see the rays .