Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Коснись теплом крыла моей души

Touch the warm wing of my soul
I'm waiting for miracles - I close my eyes
In that time I have saved lives
On the way to the sky again refused
But I see a bridge over a river of burning
I see your shadow in front
I know - I still have a long way
Through the night, and memory, dreams and rain
But I have time - I have wings
They are hard to see under the dust of death
I can fly ...

Look - Wash my day
And the rain washes out the window again stained
And wings cloak istrёpanny in trouble
Again yearns for the night wind
I hear the call, like a scream
I can see the shadows of dead birds
Once again I need the ancient language
Flood washed away from the ancient pages
So release - open doors
Let the world will return to me the old faith
And abandoned house

Fatigue protects my peace
A bowl of blood, like expensive wine
And the number of letters in the sure hand
Give rise to a string of strange dreams
Open the gates that do not
I believe in what you are somewhere here
I surge in prayer late spring
Looking for good news in the routine
In the words of the song forgotten warrior
My journey to heaven seal grass
The power of words thrown ...