Текст песни Рэйнхардт - 7 Каталонская роза

Catalan Rosa

My hands frozen, a couple of mouths
Aircraft Madness Storm I keep a wild gift.
Spring Sun, the gift of the earth
Catalan Rose, you die, but forgive ...
All that was once
You will hear from faded colors.
What happens after
You will know from my poems.
Your mysterious image
Printed on the clouds.
Your secret hides
Friends on cold lips ...
Friends on cold lips ...
Ruthless December judged us without words,
He broke my windows, dismissed his cover
From silent snowflakes, whose time is so short.
Catalan Rosa, your index is unpaid ...
All that was once
You will hear from faded colors.
What happens after
You will know from my poems.
Your mysterious image
Printed on the clouds.
Your secret hides
Friends on cold lips ...
Friends on cold lips ...
Cheerfully cheating, you just ask for one thing -
Do not breathe by your poison, I will die anyway.
Your hands are frozen, and instead of the gift of heat
You kill me, as if a witch of the child.
All that was once
You will hear from faded colors.
What happens after
You will know from my poems.
Your mysterious image
Printed on the clouds.
Your secret hides
Friends on the dead lips ...
Friends on the dead lips ...