Clouds set the fog to the autumn sky. Upon water there's golden caravan. Rains wander among different forests. I'm with them, don't you wait soon for me. [Chorus] Game starts again, the movie too. Time to take the main part. The spindle weaves our life and doom Behind scene of our lives. Sometimes we should slow down the run, And then take our time. To see the start of the big flight Of soul ours. [Verse 2] Snow is flying, blizzard whirls the time. Upon ground there is big gimp of white. When spring comes rains will rush to battle...

Всем доброго времени. Совсем недавно я писал статью о заимствованиях в музыке Константином Кинчевым. Вот, сама статья: Плагиат от Константина Кинчева (Алиса).