Текст песни Mordor - Белая Ворона

From the pier himself,
The choice will be only for you.
Bend its origin
Or go a fabric path.
Hams that homeless
Devils all roads to stir
White crow
Flock will not forget, not forgive

Your dreams seek in the distance
Alien to divide sadness

Putting against current
He tells himself that everything is not in vain.
Passion or doubt
And you took a little about yourself?
Tightly shipped
In a new day as if in a new battle,
White crow
Will you get right to be yourself?

Shine always shine everywhere
And the song call April

When adult your soul
Drive for the forest snake back
FATE!