Текст песни Сауроныч - Зимняя охота

Winter hunting
Words of Irina Ratushinskaya

    Em
It smells like frost from a horse
      C
Loaded gun
   D em
And not soaked stubble,
    C d
And the sonorous path leads me
    G D Em G D Em
Hurry, soon - sings.

The trail has not yet been ridden.
How quietly the forest breathes!
Under the clear snow it's sweet to sleep
But it takes us to kill
The heavenly sign is Sagittarius.

Burning in the morning fire
His eyes are bright:
My clap is playing with an ax
And native silver
I loaded the trunks.

My beast lies and there are no traces
And stirrups freeze
But the heart feels a smoky call:
My hunt is like love
Fatal and intoxicated.

Eye to eye - we stand with him
On a fresh canvas of winter
And blood will spill under one:
My azure, its - carmine:
We stand each other!

I'm dismounting at your gate
And I’ll bring the skin into the house.
And if you want - let it be the other way around,
And my bear will kill me
In the silver forest.

Easy to breathe and sweet to live
But the forest is already quiet
And the steam above the den trembles.
You promised to bewitch
Which of the two of us?