Текст песни Беловодье - Дорога

Road

Then piss off,
Two patch, three loops.
Love has four sky
Two windows and three walls.
On the floor Grevel Leaves,
Letters of autumn to themselves.
Lonely verses
I walk on the ground.

Then piss off,
At eight holes, string rings.
Winter has its own anxiety
Two wings, one spring.
Skipped shutters,
Yes, the bell is not silent.
Late moon
I will not win.

Then piss off,
Ten arrows, my draw.
Crying the sky at the threshold
Two tears, yes in three streams.
Frightened windows
Without fate and no guilt
A, I walked my dear
Take off from the war.