Текст песни Сутра Подсолнуха - Ветер в волосах

No clothes to go on the grass
Scratched in blood bare soul
Will flash burns, wounds zaaleyut
Unravel habits wolf ...

Wind in her hair tangled ,
Confused ...
Sprawled on the stone wings
All lamented yes repented

 
Woven dawn of the sound of the organ
The bitterness of herbs on the lips so raw black earth chest on rocks on a steep cliff
With a cry broke, pierced with arrows

Long sob mountain river
Search for redemption in a bottle of wine
Confused wolf tracks Path
In the marvelous palaces forest tent

Rain will wash the wound
Day blunt insult
Away back in the womb
Away back in the ground!