Текст песни МЕЛЬНИЦА - Призрачные кони

I hear Ghost horses, they fly like thunder -
Swept mane and lightning of the eyes;
Above them stretched out the North creeping darkness of night,
East engaged pale negreyuschim fire,

And the West is crying in rosah last hiding light,
A South poured Glowing crimson-red roses ...
About Sleep futility, desire and all the hopes and dreams! -
In the thick clay vpahan sinister trail horses.

I hear the Ghost Horses ...

My favorite, close your eyes, let your heart zastuchit
Above the mine, and her hair - a wave to me to fall on his chest,
To relax even for a moment, their silence inspire them -
Away from the shaggy manes and hooves thunder.