Lyrics Фёдор Маливанов - ВЕТЕР НАД МИРОМ

The wind of the world howls lingering
The brave Yalik is fighting with the sea,
The cliffs sparkle scorched salt,
Black stones moan, and moan in pain.
Hot flame in the cold of the universe,
Wet backs, swollen veins.

But you believe, I beg you, believe me,
There is no death or death for the heroes
No for shameful captivity
You just need to endure, you just need to endure
You just need to endure a few seconds of pain

At dusk trembling light from the fireplace,
The world split into half,
Countries in fragments of fate of broken,
The faces of the dead are on the photographs (light).

But you believe, believe me, I beg, believe me,
There is no death or death for the heroes
No for shameful captivity
You just need to endure, you just need to endure
You just need to endure a few seconds of pain
You just need to endure, you just need to endure
You just need to endure a few seconds of pain

Years of prayer, starry
Demons are sitting for our sorrow,
Demons laugh, destroy the innocent,
Demons spit to us in wounds, on the backs.

But you believe, I beg you, believe me,
There is no death or death for the heroes
There are no bloody events for heroes
It is only necessary to endure, you just need to endure for several years and go out ...