Харя Дави - Южные ветра
текст песни

Southern winds
Someone's footsteps are heard at the door
Cold creeps from the dark corners
I hear the breath of the southern winds
Breathe this air and it will be warm
Someone's footsteps are heard at the door
Cold creeps from the dark corners
I hear the breath of the southern winds
They will bring what we believe in
A glare - headlights, childhood fears
You're running somewhere, hooligans on your tail
Hey, kid, what's in your pockets?
There's no room for protest, here might is right.
And so you hide at the disco
Merging with the white, miserable wall
But who could have thought that the best
Girl in the hall would become your wife?
I beg you, please don't, Mom.
I don't want to get stronger.
And go somewhere where there's not a gram of love.
And the people are strangers, and the sun doesn't warm.
And life there seems to have stopped.
No happiness, no cheerfulness, no joy.
But where would you meet your friend Andryukha?
Who brews a wonderful potion from alcohol?

Someone's footsteps are heard at the door.
Cold creeps from the dark corners.
I hear the breath of the southern winds.
Breathe this air, and it will be warm.
Someone's footsteps are heard at the door.
Cold creeps from the dark corners.
I hear the breath of the southern winds.
They will bring what we believe in.

I love Siberia, I adore autumn.
Concerts in small, cozy halls.
The stern apostle will ask at the entrance.
Igor, why have you written so few songs? I love my angry homies
I keep them in my heart and in Telegram chats
Ska-punk bandits with street credibility
We were famous, but not rich
And no matter how trite it may be, everything will be
We'll find a fairway under sail
People will find a pill for fear
A dictator will find a pill for happiness
Night will retreat, and the day will become bright
The sun will touch the edges of the pine trees
My heart will be calm again
The wind blows on my face!

Warm winds are blowing
They will bring what we believe in