Текст песни ГРАЙ - Поступь зимы

Fight winter

Black bird circling
New winter messenger
Rain in cobwebs tremble,
Winds are blind and land.
In rock lines,
In the bitterness of fruned grass,
In the stars, suiced the arch,
Do not protect your head.

In the heart of Claws, wonziv,
Floating snow to the fields.
Sky bitter sip
It will be a knitting land.

In the lake smoke, looking,
Look at loss through itself
Sky navigate depth
Drops of the last rain.
Scream hugging the sky
Splashes of stormy seas
Death, filled with a bird, will suffer
Soul over the knitting fields.

On the wheel trail
To the edge where the wind is dreed
Following the smoke run
From the night fire.
Death Wings Raskin
I hear the flow of winter.
All the past springs,
Immersing in dreams.

In the heart of Claws, wonziv,
Floating snow to the fields.
Sky bitter sip
It will be a knitting land.
In the sight painting dawn,
Light rayshina will sleep.
Counted river beds
Time to reverse will turn.