Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Равноденствие

Rain fucked tiled roofs,
Dispersion of loved cats.
Handful of consonance with a flavor of blood
In the mess of crumpled sheets

I throw in favor of fitting
In not wishing to warm the hearth.
On the open Candle window
Dies in a transparent pool.

Equinox. Bowls Weighs
Dustily trembling.

Knock hoofs on wet paving -
Continuation of winter dreams.
Message under the legs with a flaw glove:
You will come back to me in the spring.

Losing rich and strong
The right to choose darkness
We will rebuild bridges again
In a filigree-transparent style.

Equinox - time to return
Magic in place.

In the meantime - wander in a web
Wet streets and squares.
Indulge in laziness routine
And tolerate poor people.

Warm asleep fairy tales
Ashes of former drafts.
Sing for a hassle of Medyakov,
Holding memory under the mask.

Equinox. Bowl of weights
Leaned toward the spring.