Текст песни Хельга - Хозяин дождя

Break your braids, where there is a wild rose hips in fragrant arms

Turn the stars to the elastic thorns, singing only to the bird whistle in the next
You dropped your good memory from distant marshes
I spoke one of the wals about you - "Like it probably that .."
Who is the voice of grass who song fire
Save his eyes from him ..

The owner of the rain, you like armor- on the chest blooms turquoise
Fragments of stars, tear stones
You have on your chest and turquoise.

According to the wrong edge, it will not swing, the heavenly genus of the tribe arch,
Voices of my caress of Light-drawing fairy tales What is your sweet dark night stealing?
My toli then whether it is different
Falcon of sweet sadness
Toli my hands, whether your speech is cold

Who is the voice of grass who song fire
Save his eyes from him ..
The owner of the rain, you like armor- on the chest blooms turquoise
Fragments of stars of tears
You have turquoise on your chest