Moretelle - Лорду Самайна - признание - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Don't lose your memory this night... Don't scream here - only the mirror of dark waters answers. There is ice under the fragile hand, and on the other side - be silent... My prince will not come, among the snake swamps, having made the turn of the wheel, he goes into fiction - and the year ends.

The dark vault falls into the silence of the opaque sky. The soft passage of time hardens into resin, and the familiar convoy retreats a step... Every step is to nowhere, and words are like water, the keys to the east sleep underground, now forever, and neither sound nor current is heard...

We will wake up - the years have passed.