Августин - папа север
текст песни

Like the birds of the pope of the north

Night sings me songs
I hear the sounds of the city
Reflected in the glare
The faces of the unfamiliar
Cry the house
I am looking for peace in it
After all, not soon
I will return home

There is no return to these tears

Like the birds of the pope of the north
Like birds children of the pope of the north
There is no return to these tears
There is no return to these tears

Through a passing wind
My non -accident guest
Streams in the soul of the north
By power, the nursing bone
Resurrecting
The truth is in itself
I am resurrected
Bird in the dark

There is no return to these tears

Like the birds of the pope of the north (children of the pope of the north)
Like birds, children of the pope of the north (children of the pope of the north)
There is no return to these tears (children of the pope of the north)
There is no return to these tears (children of the pope of the north)

Like the birds of the pope of the north (children of the pope of the north)
Like birds, children of the pope of the north (children of the pope of the north)
There is no return to these tears (children of the pope of the north)
There is no return to these tears (children of the pope of the north)