Lyrics Балакирева Александра - Обрученная с ветром

Engaged with the wind
Yes under the morning light
And at the wind your eyes
Kilometers of sand
For which three days
We still have to go

Until the hourglass was told we were not
While the hourglass is playing its game
While a thin path follows the trail
While I love you

And the king in exile
Shout goodbye
That the wind has your eyes
And with bare feet
Quiet steps
Will he go
In my footsteps

Until the hourglass was told we were not
While the hourglass is playing its game
While a thin path follows the trail
While I love you

And for the wind is not news
Sweep traces
That I could not find you
Faces will break
And with tired legs
Will fall on hot sand

Until the hourglass was told we were not
While the hourglass is playing its game
While a thin path follows the trail
While I love you

Engaged with the wind