Текст песни Гуахо - Тропы дождя

trails rain

Somewhere inside of me
Frizz rain trail.
It is a long way to go,
Where there were no ships
A hundred centuries.
Only cold,
Only the lapping waves of foam.
Star city
What meets
Volley lights ...

Does snow melt,
Rain or tired
I sochus into the ground,
Heeding Echoes stars.

From heaven to hell -
A pile of snakes and reptiles.
The sword and the cross. Tau.
Everyone carries a punishment.

North is calling me
In the glow of September.
I am the source of the stream.
I can hear the ringing of the crystal,
I hear a voice,
And the call of blood
Bygone tribes.
I like the river
I ran into the sea
Among the stones ...

Trail of rain, the sky tracks.
I'm looking for the source.
Floating boat in the open spaces of the measure.
Around perhaps God ...