Текст песни Рамм камень - Музыкальная шкатулка

The timid boy pretended to be dead
He wanted to be alone with himself.
The little heart has become hard
And everyone thought he was dead.
Burying the body in damp ground
With a musical toy in his hands.

Only snow laid down his grave
His cool awakened
And in chilling silence
A heart beat in the depths ...

Frozen handles, legs,
Chucked on his accordion.
The wind carries the music
A child from the depths is singing ...

Jump, gray horse,
Angels have forgotten us.
My poor heart
And the dew from the rain ...
Jump, gray horse,
The wind carries the music
My poor heart -
He sings from the depths.

Moon in cold skies
He feels fear in the night.
Angels forgot us
And from the rain dew.

In a coffin as tight as in a hut
He will play with a toy.
The wind carries the music
He sings from the depths ...

Jump, gray horse,
Angels have forgotten us.
My poor heart
And the dew from the rain ...
Jump, gray horse,
The wind carries the music
My poor heart -
He sings from the depths.

Jump gray horse
My poor heart

On Easter, the people heard
How he sings from the depths.
They got him out of the ground,
Saved the child and sobbed.

Jump gray horse
Angels forgot us
My poor heart
The wind carries music