Текст песни MaL'coM - Стих о закатах и рассветах

fresh as the mountain air
warm as the summer wind
bright as the white nights
clean like a baby
her image over and over again
in glass windows
 looking reflection
my soul in these notes
my solo verse of sunsets and sunrises
I met them and escorted
with the idea that there is a
that same princess
that was filled with wind
the strange underworld
frozen snow
my best my best summer sun
and in memory of the motif
her voice is a whirlwind
emotions