Текст песни Рэйнхардт - День Всех Святых

ALL SAINTS' DAY

Cold eyes hidden veil,
Autumn gloom and turquoise.
Pleas filled with sadness,
But the indifferent heaven.
Her sins are securely hidden
Plexus lies and purity.
It sheds rain and will be washed away
Fragments of ancient beauty.
Without further ado and long views,
Pretense of evil and bustle
Having drunk to the dregs of the old poisons,
We partook of the sorrowful darkness.
But a glimmer of dawn in the window
As I wander completely exhausted,
Looking for your footprint and your mrezhi
Among the abandoned graves.
Plaine glamor, midnight dream
We returned to me from forgotten times.
Revived mask me for a
Plunge into the pool with his head calls.
It always has been, not to break this circle.
One thing remains - the saints to beg
With dispassionate hope that they will be able to
Once I finish my nightmares.
On the day of the saints, the magic of autumn
Laughter is heard live before us.
I'll go and come back no more.
On the day of the holy shadows are gathering
Fear returns to the living
Rain and mist will leave only sadness.
Cold eyes hidden veil,
Autumn gloom and turquoise.