Текст песни группа MODA - Ветры

The winds of the steppe winds crazy,
Bring me somewhere into the distance,
snow flakes notice me,
Will I be quiet and sweet sleep.

I dream at night, I'm freezing,
On glass patterns of ice cut,
sudorgi vise body pinned down,
My heart broke into pieces.

Etc.:
Sorry, fly somewhere, somewhere
Blow me, I become the wind brother.
I'll be around the world aimlessly wander,
And the sky bottomless passionately kissing.

I'm dying without evil and sorrow,
With my bride were married without me,
Forced long and fervently pray
That could not be all of a sudden I fall into hell.

I pushed back the devil horns,
Tails sweep out traces of a hurry,
And we ate hysterically from the wind creaking,
And the winds of the steppe I sang all the songs.

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