Текст песни ХРом - Боги Дождя

Gods of Rain (text by Ann)

We are the Rain Gods.
From muddy puddles
We build houses in the clouds.
We are the Rain Gods.
He bangs in the face
How I would knock on the door.
We look at the streets there
Where the sun goes into the sand.
And our night is longer than the day
We are the Rain Gods.

We drink wine in cold apartments
And we warm our hands with strings.
Outside the door, rain accompanies us
He left us
Note on dirty glass
And we're talking about war
And we think about the rain
After all, we are the Rain Gods.

We dance for those
Who sank into the water, but here
A tram comes and takes everyone away
Only we are left.
We are walking in the dark.
Gods of Rain.
Statue tree and feathers.
We are the Rain Gods.