Текст песни Волны Гасят Ветер - Эпилог

Epilogue
Text: A. Nimandov
In January the ice in the cold grows stronger ,
In the misty darkness of aging homes
We are waiting for the sun begin their dance ,
When dawn will break the shackles of dreams .
The night is cold and seems to be forever
Reign here is a grim winter.
Moon from heaven looks with disapproval ,
And again sing sad songs of the wind.
Tosca driven away, and no place of pain ,
As long as we are alive - we do not have to suffer.
We are part of the songs themselves have invested .
What is inside can not be bought .
It is impossible to break.