Текст песни False Equilibrium - Море ветров

The first (published) song of the group in Russian!

For the blue sea, in the edge of the magnolia
Worth a great mountain
Under a blue sky, snow sparkles.
As the world she is old

And passed by caravan.
Expert of wonders of distant countries,
Artist, Wanderer, Poet
In the wisdom wisdom searched.
He stopped the horse
And squeezed the mountain
I got paint and brush,
Daily drew a day

Passed the summer and got paint,
Hand does not hold more brush.
All beauty here on paper,
There was a cloud vash

Behind the veil clouds
In the vast sea of ​​winds
Parit Magic Ship,
Sparkles snow peak.
The artist took a step,
But head down.
With passing winds left,
The sage was born that moment.