Текст песни Утро - Сон Вещий

Wait Cyril , I'm scared
There in the forest I did not hear the cries of birds
Where should be at home - just a wasteland
Wait , Daniel, I'm scared
Where should be cathedrals - smoke
And I do not hear the creek this morning

And the prophetic dream , three boats on the water
And the dream prophetic dream - the vision

Leave these books only ashes , the light on the way in the darkness
If the sun burns the snow, you scalding yourself
Where the foot stirrups not see , his eyes do not feel the bottom
Holy Father awaits a sin , waiting for me to whip