Текст песни Дмитрий Ревякин - 09. Ветреный дым

Dusty month in your mouth
It reminded me of the spring of two
As the dawn disappeared across the river.

Promise to weave a path at dawn
Catch up with laughter - forget sorrow
To grab the breaths-oohs by the hand.

I don't have time to see you
Do not drink the steppes in one gulp
To cloud your eyes
Tear the bowstring in vain.
My arrows are not on target,
The heart sings not in value
They breathe in the back of my head screams
Smarter than a red hat.

Somewhere the trail brightens with cry
Calls trouble to behold
And he will teach to dissemble again

And it's easy to pester yourself
Fight the wrist straps
Hurry into the arms of those named.

Take the girl away into the night
By the edge of gray water
Who is quick to kill
A timid reproach will not notice.
Bitter promises a flaw
Know the shards of sleep
Whisper unknown
Windy smoke paint with copper

Windy smoke ...
Windy smoke ...