Текст песни ууууу - ----...

We so wanted to come to our senses in the stream of silent episodes
The grip of winter, inside is always north
White shroud replaced a series of sepia
Escape from myself from emptiness to thorns

Coming out of a coma to a sect, to warm up hope
Lose conversation, get stuck in the grid
From the windows of the houses it is so warm
We know what pain is, and not only in the muscles.

There was no wind, to dispel thoughts of the past
The birds are singing, which means it's warm close
But never before have our souls departed from winter and changed their cyclone

Tears off the tarp from the balcony
Every day I see a blizzard and it is in everyone ..
The first days will go home as it freezes
These are as empty as vessels of shadow