Текст песни Стас Бартенев и группа Если - Рыцарская

Winds wind clouds in the distance of centuries,
Breaking the wind ghosts dreams.
Everything goes far somewhere in the distance
Only the sadness remains only.

Folded path through ice and darkness,
It's hard to guess who a friend who is an enemy.
But keeps me everywhere
Heat of fire, cold sword.

God forces to find happiness light,
And give in laws the joy of victories.

Folded path through ice and darkness,
It's hard to guess who a friend who is an enemy.
But keeps me everywhere
Heat of fire, cold sword.