My Son, My Home and My Tree - песок,бетон,озера - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

A deep and black well, radiating happiness, sadness and sorrow, which is enough to warm and expose the earth hiding in virgin white snows, be it bright green grass or bright brown sand, gray concrete, blue and clear lakes. Large planets with only one well. Your, her, his, their eyes. Often the snow is framed with blood