Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Ветер с Севера

Wind from north am
Sing me about my house F C
What dared to forget. G am.

In gray am
We will leave F C at dawn
Before the tents of fate. G C.

Loda crushed at the porch G am
AM F Horse Horse
Waiting for call f d f
Last pipe ... (G)

Welcome Veres
Hide our traces
And do not remember them.

Who will believe us -
Knights of the fallen stars
From rejected books?

Let in the pattern
No poems nor names
But I will remind you forgotten them
Midnight Creek.

In the word abandoned
Peace will be destroyed
And living warmth.

Small crishev
Peace under a brutal hand
Like colored glass.

At the courage of the creators
We laugh in the face;
From the hand of ineptable
Die hard.

Sleep hopeless
In sticky deaf silence
Rewritten phrases.

Poison slow
Lie in blackened wine -
Dar to step by from us.

In the window beats the dawn,
No more time
We will achieve tangles
Within the installed hour.

Wind from north am
Sing me about my house F C
What dared to forget. G am.

In gray sky
We will leave at dawn
Before the tents of fate.

Loda crushed at the porch
Horses of the end of the end
Waiting for Zov.
The last pipe.