Текст песни Lamia Morra - Вороны

Fly my ravens ,
My fate broken bird
Not in the sky cranes and in the hands of tit
And just days spent zra

On white silver sky splash
Glittering Perov derive predictions
You fly , crow , native creatures of me
After all, I'm pretty cool . Do you have time to

Do not give hope , leaving
No need to leave, hoping
From the noise of your wings somnet heather
Washed beads yesterday's rain

I raven himself with a silver wing
I do not reflect the mirror and gave
You fly , crow , I take in the pack
To top watch and dream about the past
Fly , crows my ......