Текст песни Medea - Вестник Всех Бед

Interrupted sleep, went quiet

Shadows in the bedroom, like a ball night

Outside, the light shines

I whisper my name Herald all ills

- Are calling me again ...

- In the autumn garden, where only you and me ...

Oh! Withered places landscape

The views expressed in the night escorted us

Step-by-step and in the tracks

Rumor quiet my Herald all ills:

"Loving you is not a goal,

Life is a drop of you take me ... "

Sad sight - the terrible secrets of the treasure

Stem thorns encircles the heart pulse

I saw heat in exchange for the coldness of mouth

In a mad waltz with her autumn sings to us.

With her waltz ...

Oh! Take your dawn

Statues views - they are no longer here

Shadows in the bedroom light ruins

Rumor after my Herald all ills:

"Your not finish my glass to the bottom,

But tomorrow at midnight, you wait for me again ... "

With her waltz ...