Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Я закрою свой маленький дом

I close my little house
Extinguished the fire in the window
On the way, a small rain
I will carry the black horse
It will be a long road to nowhere
The rain will wash away my footprints
But the star high in the sky
It keeps me out of trouble

You do not know how hard I
In the middle of the dark forest
The stress-muffled silence
Listen night - do not you go there you are
Forgive me, I'm tired of waiting
Loneliness - heavy load
I'm going to look for you
And not soon return home

This wind came for me
Rain on the roof of rustling "Pora"
Cloak melknёt wing behind
I can not wait until morning
I know my time has come
In a moment I will be in the saddle
But while the house keeps warm
More smoldering embers in the ashes

On the hill, to keep the horse
Finally, I look back
Listen, Wanderer, forgive me
I am here not soon come back
If we disperse the road
If we divide the rains
You returned home, read
On the cooled ashes "Wait ..."