Текст песни дешевые эффекты - февраль

Snow flakes fly along the ground and so gently they land,
As if your fingers are woven into the hair, whispering the winds of your voice ..
The sleeping cold envelops with his head, in the head - chaotic thoughts, and in the kingdom of Morpheus - peace.

The wind shakes the cradle, burning fear,
February, my life is in your cold hands.
For another serving of the soul sadness too close,
Spring, heat my body at least in dreams.

Irritation Female has launched the decomposition process,
The one who at the moment before you - is no longer me.
Silence, winter hums attached, the earth stopped the crack,
Perhaps spring rushing, or winter has learned to forgive ..