The rain begins Through the glasses of ignorance I observe the raindrops on the window Small rivers flowing in the cold pane Like the crevices on my
rains in December Sometimes the snow falls in June Although it hurts to remember Our fall in September I know that I'll never surrender.... Sometimes it rains in December
Cauterized empty sky Probing your way through the barren landscape of Seasons without end Holding onto every last breath under it's weight you fall It
Vertimas: Gruodis. Waiting For Rain.
Забыл вспомнить тебя, дождь декабря Дождь декабря… Забыл, без движения застыл Устал от себя, запирая каждый вечер В темноте погасли свечи Двадцать два
