Текст песни 3 дня до весны - Горный ветер

Mountain wind, sand stranded ,
Stones on the beach with rocks plays flute ,
Tops stuck in the fog like a needle ,
See you can touch the sky hand .
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Those shamans , the spirit of the height ,
Smell Dopes , herbs - flowers,
Warm bright ritual fires ,
In our cooking pots joyful dreams .

The winds died down , poppies sleepy ,
Forest appeased , he remembered the spring,
White horses , walk next to the river ,
Food with their hands in the sky rest.
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Those shamans , the spirit of the height ,
Smell Dopes , herbs - flowers,
Warm bright ritual fires ,
In our cooking pots joyful dreams .