Текст песни Тонкие Грани - Огненной птицей

I'll be a cold wind that blows on your roof,
You scream at night, but you will not hear.
EVENING summer rain, I embrace you tenderly,
You just open your own umbrella, I will pour inconsolably.

Fiery bird in his hands tremble,
And leave burns on the skin.
I can not let you go to heaven,
But in the hands of you can not stay.

I will dawn the sun, and you see me you will turn.
Warm skin skolznu, and you will smile in his sleep.
And if your curtains on the windows tightly zadvinesh,
 I'll be a shadow in the corners, but you will not see.

Fiery bird in his hands tremble,
And leave burns on the skin.
I can not let you go to heaven,
But in the hands of you can not stay.

Fiery bird in his hands tremble,
And leave burns on the skin.
I can not let you go to heaven,
But in the hands of you can not stay.