Текст песни И из снов моих с утра бежишь проворно - И из снов моих с утра бежишь проворно

Way paved finger, amid severe scarring of wounds
To merge our way to the Destiny perekor.
Open the wounds heal them again,
Let they will develop into a pattern of destiny.

And from my dreams in the morning running away quickly,
Gooseberry tart, sweet lilac.
I want to see your black curl in a dream,
Violets your eyes that tears tumanet shadow.

On the trail of a wolf, I'll go in a snowstorm,
And the heart of daring overtake the morning.
Through the anger and sadness that the stone hardened,
I light the mouth that are freezing in the wind.

And from my dreams in the morning running away quickly,
Gooseberry tart, sweet lilac.
I want to see your black curl in a dream,
Violets your eyes that tears tumanet shadow.

I do not know you're my only weapon is my destiny,
Ile passion I have a destiny.
When I desire doomed attraction
Do not you have loved to harm yourself?

And from my dreams in the morning running away quickly,
Gooseberry tart, sweet lilac.
I want to see your black curl in a dream,
Violets your eyes that tears tumanet shadow.