Butterfly Temple - Берегиня - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I was looking for your tears in April rain, I saw my eyes in fire. The north wind brought the rustle of the lips, the face opened the thunderstorm.

Free roads, traces in the rut, a secret whisper of the river, the runes of branches, stones at the bottom, a trace of the sand by hand ... In the flash at night I heard your laughter,

The name fog whispered. Taking it by the hand, led the water

Having learned you in Beregina ...