Lyrics оркестр че - Сутінковий сніг

Nothing yet. Green night
And in every silence there is silence
And knowing how many centuries it takes
That the first thing appeared
He pronounces her name.
He pronounces her name.
He pronounces her name.

As if opening a night window
And catches every movement intensely
Hoping for something all the same
And nothingness is a heavy canvas
Obediently given into his hands.
Obediently given into his hands.
Obediently given into his hands.

And all that will happen to them now -
Gulf streams, icebergs of winter seas
Daily movement of air spheres
Singing sperm whales and the cry of chimeras
Appearance of odors and colors.
Appearance of odors and colors.
Appearance of odors and colors.

Grass roots and tree leaves
Lake ice and bird whistle
Ore and coal are tense
Obedient animals whisper and roar
Thirst for hollow shopping cities.
Thirst for hollow shopping cities.
Thirst for hollow shopping cities.

Fire burning ships
Death on dark silk banners
Extinguished stars on a high background
Quiet dead in the summer land
Thousands of brave names.
Thousands of brave names.
Thousands of brave names.

And everything that was to come will come
And everything that once was will disappear
As a duty for the worlds revealed to them
For a voice with admixtures of darkness
By exhaling into the released heat.
By exhaling into the released heat.
By exhaling into the released heat.

And knowing everything that awaits them
He still says her name
Woven from consonants and bitter vowels
While approaching his feet.

8 times
Tenderness twilight snow
Emerald flow of love.