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Wind

It's not the time to write memoirs
And fairy tales read late
Life is filled with the smell of caustic geranium
As if all roses have frozen
As if all people died out
Ask questions to the dawn
Steel wings tore off
Wind

Chorus.
Drowned fates are scattered across the sky
Composed thoughts will find their stories about him
But with fire, faster, dispel sleep
But slowly .. slowly

Healed the hearts alive
Time -inflamed morals
The air is happy to give bitterness wormwood
As if all herbs have dried up
In a word it is easier to achieve asymptotes
Than to live on biblical covenants
All autopilots are broken
Wind ... by the wind

The last chorus.
Drowned fates are scattered across the sky
Composed thoughts will find their plots
And they will beat the alarm
And they will wait for an answer
Hearts in the chest are crucified ...
Wind