Текст песни ПУЛЬС НЕРАЗРЕШЕНИЯ - ТЫ - Ветер

RIPING THE SOUL Slowly
                                 BIRDS RESPOND TO HER.
FREEZES IN WELLS OF WATER,
                                 WINTER TIME IS ALL FASTER.
ON BACK AND ROOFS ALREADY
                                               WIND DRIVES SOUND,
BANG BOW-
                               SABLEZOBO STRONG THE BOW.
GOOD LUCK DAYS
                                ON THE TRAIL WILL NOT LET DEPARTURE
A BULL RACES FOR AN ARROW
                               BECAUSE IT'S A FOOR, YOU DON'T FORGET.
THRESHING IN THE SNOW
                                            FROZEN BURNING DAWN.
SKY Tries to sing to us about
                                                 WHAT IS NO MORE

REF:
WHERE ARE YOU ? WHO ARE YOU ? WITH WHOM YOU ARE ?
HOW ARE YOU ? Well, YOU ..... WHO - YOU?
PICKING MINUTES IN WORDS ...,
WHY SOMETHES A HEAD SO SUCH
WIND ... WIND ... WIND ...

MUCHED VERSE,
                                   TWO GLASSES AND TALK ...
MYSTERIOUS SENSE
                                AND A WORDY HUNGER.
COMING WITH SMOKE WILL COME
                                                   IF IT IS SMOKE.
YOU WILL BURN OUT THE WINDOW,
                                    BUT THE WORLD WILL BE EMPTY.

REF:
HOW ARE YOU ? HERE - YOU! .. OH, YOU ...
LET YOU ... YES !!! ... WHO ARE YOU ?..
ASKING THE LAST QUESTION,
BREATHING IN THE WEB OF HAIR.
YOU ARE WIND ... WIND ... WIND ...