Текст песни GreyMillenium - Новороссийск

When borrowed Winter
Fly up south light
Taking it there
Only a backpack in a frozen hand.

There will be a breeze,
And pull down with pair milk,
Wind with pollen cypress
And the dampness of the mountain moss.

This wind sounds like a violin,
Rights like a thousand violinists.
Stakkato bird screaming
Tea wild speeches.

And the birds are like a blizzard
Scatter between ships.
And there is no tender than this south,
And there is no wind of that warm.

Evening in your color paint
Caravan Dark Mountains in the distance
And all night insoomsily looming
Light lights on water.

And swans at the pier
Straight silhouette long neck,
Calling to start first
Everything is kind in your life.

And waves be fighting about the pier,
Trying to pick up you.
When you leave them again,
They will grab you ...