Текст песни Волны - Облака

To what distance, what land
will new lines bring me in?
All terms
passed, the snows turned black,
the sun dives over the rooftops,
and above
where the soul strives,
where the edges are lost
above us
the clouds are floating, clinging to the roofs with their hands,
laugh at us
clouds float by atmospheric fronts,
lacrimal rains.
Clouds are flying over our dreams
warm waves.
The clouds ...
Above us.