Текст песни СашаЧ - Музыка дождя

As the warm wind sad about summer
I am of you still sad
I am of you still sad

As autumn leaf I'm waiting for salvation
And I believe, I believe in the music of Snow
And I believe, I believe in the music of Snow

   A warm wind meets a flock of white birds
   I did not even notice how frustrate down
   Yellow autumn leaf, and doubt no more
   A warm wind meets a flock of white birds
   I did not even notice how frustrate down
   Yellow autumn leaf, and doubt no more

And where there is a blizzard, zastynut sounds
And on each other, we forget there
And on each other, we forget there

But I, as before, I live in hope
And I believe, I believe in the music of Snow
I believe, I believe in the music of Snow

   A warm wind meets a flock of white birds
   I did not even notice how frustrate down
   Yellow autumn leaf, and doubt no more
   A warm wind meets a flock of white birds
   I did not even notice how frustrate down
   Yellow autumn leaf, and doubt no more

   A warm wind meets a flock of white birds
   I did not even notice how frustrate down
   Yellow autumn leaf, and doubt no more
   A warm wind meets a flock of white birds
   I did not even notice how frustrate down
   Yellow autumn leaf, and doubt no more