Текст песни Штрафной Батальон Эволюции - Она, проклятая

Dawn washed-out will not end the story -
Winter will not leave their pranks:
Throws snow flight
And, turning to ice,
Lies in the binding.
The sky clouded moon grins,
Bright windows
She cursed.

And ligature beautiful crust under glass,
Let the warmth leaked on the windowsill;
Those in the words searched,
Found easily. Fell
A piece of ice in a glass.
Lost Angels at the full moon does not sleep -
In the blood boils
She cursed.

And here is scratched in the mist?
Password is simple - native name on the glass.
And torn between words
And splashing between stanzas,
And treated between dreams ...
Her only one not given to us to overcome,
And driving in the night
She cursed.

CAM, 2002-2004, the