Текст песни Colt Silvers - Season of Silence

She grows her hair long, she grows her hair long
All winter
And I’ll never get bored,
I’ll never get bored
I’ll send her
Fruits, love, sexual flood, giants patience potion, blood
Lips touch, capture queen, wings shake, burning skin
But the taste of your kiss, always passes so fast Season of silence
It’s a season of silence
And the birds are quiet, and the birds are quiet,
Is it wrong or right?
When the birds are quiet,
It’s a season of silence
And I grow my hair long,
I grow my hair long
For summer
And we’re moving along, we’re moving along Together