Текст песни Lamia Morra - Ждать

I remember the words of the prayer, which was flattened by You
In my heart battleground nestled fog of incense
I sew myself for the rite of clothing the dark night
When you laugh next - the soul does not want to die

Cover plain awe midnight pale messenger
Forgive me my baby talk, I'm going to heaven stairs
I dig my own grave, hoping that everything will turn out
When you have no power - not much time left tormented

Cold rain and hail will take me into despair
And will parade past all those who accidentally left
Otpetye illusions fears, loneliness mourn
I myself and the executioner, and the scaffold ... Why, you do not want to die

Do not want to howl at the sky, cross behind worships
I believe in the holy fiction, I believe ... but everything ends
And the trembling in the hands of silence resound my confidante
Crystal Her eye is broken, beneath polynya asunder

Open the vaults of the cave, come, say goodbye to joy
I'm a prisoner of your freedom, not a drop of bitter sweetness
Flags at half-mast lock, covered with dust centuries
I was standing at the gate, as a monument of love that does not come true

I remember the words of the prayers that have been unraveled by You
In my heart razor shielding the mist of incense
I wrap up in the shadow of the dress in purple dark night
When you fall ... I miss ... Very ...