Restless Mind - Шторм - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Sparks with flame in the sky wounded, darkness is stained by blue over the masts

Again above the abyss of the star, scattering, a formidable hammer of the quiet!

White lightning is torn again: the sky is dark, darkness above the waves

The wind is vomited, the masts are oppressed again, with salt on the lips sticky wet fear!

Only the weak are not here among the living!

In a fierce dispute with a brutal wave - the pain does not fear us! Raising the nerves and will on his hind legs, everything flies to hell!

There is no place for fear in the sea, only here you are alive! The rustle of the waves is like a voice of lines, life is one jerk!

Into the distance for a dim light, where there are no questions!

The waves are beaten in the face with a whip through the face, the sailors lead their ship in delirium,

They forget fear, forget the pain, dissecting the darkness of the old stern!

A ruthless storm will challenge them, they will enter the battle with him with childhood joy!

And suddenly the sea surface will suddenly subside: the man came to win!

Only the weak are not here among the living

In a fierce dispute with a brutal wave - the pain does not fear us! Raising the nerves and will on his hind legs, everything flies to hell!

There is no place for fear in the sea, only here you are alive! The rustle of the waves is like a voice of lines, life is one jerk!

In a fierce dispute with a brutal wave - the pain does not fear us! Raising the nerves and will on his hind legs, everything flies to hell!

There is no place for fear in the sea, only here you are alive! The rustle of the waves is like a voice of lines, life is one jerk in a storm!

To the storm! To the storm!