Текст песни Springson - Юг

This is the sound of populated graves
Symphonic wind
And I'm in between
Forever chained in the rain
Firmly chained

It is in the heart of the great plains
Arises from the sun
and mountain-long highways
Mercilessly bewitching
Sound of loneliness

And I catch that sound
On the road south
On the road south without signs of north.
I really need that sound
On the road south
On the road south without signs of north.

It's a dead void poem
Vein expansion
Under the influence of the shit of love
And the ability to survive at least somehow
Without this bottom

It's a black desert hi-wei
Oklahoma Freedliner
And there ahead
The heart of that
What you can't sleep without

Don't forget this sound
On the road south
On the road south without signs of north
You need that sound so much
On the road south
On the road south without signs of north

It woke up somewhere Tom Waits
It still crap Bukowski
And I stand between them
In anticipation of what does not shine for me

The fire melts in a slow sky
Symphonic wind
Passes through walls
And the walls dig into your hands
And hands don't feel hands

On the road south
On the road south without signs of north