Текст песни Олег Савранский - Мои драконы

Music Oleg Savranskii
Sergey words Vostrikovs

My dragons are sensual and evil,
Their fury over the edge.
They will leave a handful of ash
From the place that night will dream.
My dragons are evil and sensual.

Their claws cut the truth, like swords,
Himself the truth substituting.
Heart candle singed by fire,
Stolen from an abandoned paradise.
Their claws cut the truth, like swords.

Their wings cover the light of the moon
And chase the darkness of the waves on the paper,
A gust of wind dispersed dreams
With tired eyes drying moisture.
Their wings cover the light of the moon.

My dragons city empty
Go away in a thick fog and gray.
Perhaps their intentions are pure,
But stubbornly air smells of sulfur.