Lyrics Алексей Страйк - Ворон
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"Черный" надо мной медленно кружил.
Плакал, закрывая Солнце крылом.
Звал меня к себе, крылья мне давал,
Целовал огнем и гладил дождем.
Ворон словно ночь, с ангельским лицом.
Небо белое, ему словно плен.
Эхо повторит еле слышный стон.
Умоляющий подняться с колен.
Кто тебя послал, разыскать меня,
Небо девственное пачкать и рвать.
Чья слепая кисть, день окрасит в ночь.
Света белого тебе не понять.
Заковал меня в тысячи цепей,
И рассыпал сотни битых зеркал.
Не давал уйти, крепко руку сжал,
И в серебряное небо кричал:
Кто тебя послал, разыскать меня,
Небо девственное пачкать и рвать.
Чья слепая кисть, день окрасит в ночь.
Света белого, тебе не понять.
"Black" slowly circled over me.
He cried, covering the sun with his wing.
He called me to himself, gave me wings,
He kissed the fire and stroked the rain.
The raven is like a night, with an angelic face.
The sky is white, like a prisoner.
The echo will repeat barely audible moan.
Appealing to rise from his knees.
Who sent you, find me,
The sky is a virgin stain and tear.
Whose blind brush, the day will stain in the night.
Light white you do not understand.
Threw me in thousands of chains
And scattered hundreds of broken mirrors.
He didn't let go, he squeezed his hand tightly,
And in the silver sky shouted:
Who sent you, find me,
The sky is a virgin stain and tear.
Whose blind brush, the day will stain in the night.
Light white, you do not understand.
He cried, covering the sun with his wing.
He called me to himself, gave me wings,
He kissed the fire and stroked the rain.
The raven is like a night, with an angelic face.
The sky is white, like a prisoner.
The echo will repeat barely audible moan.
Appealing to rise from his knees.
Who sent you, find me,
The sky is a virgin stain and tear.
Whose blind brush, the day will stain in the night.
Light white you do not understand.
Threw me in thousands of chains
And scattered hundreds of broken mirrors.
He didn't let go, he squeezed his hand tightly,
And in the silver sky shouted:
Who sent you, find me,
The sky is a virgin stain and tear.
Whose blind brush, the day will stain in the night.
Light white, you do not understand.