Asenssia, PERMSKY KRAY Север ( The North)

North is an unexpected collaboration from two perpetually experimenting musicians. Magical and heartfelt voice of performer Asenssia under the nostalgic electronic sound of artist PERMSKY KRAY. This song is about unprincipled melancholy sadness and hopelessness in a cold northern city covered in eternal snow. The acceptance of the death of joy, the aching pain of loneliness that leaves no strength or hope. ALL PLATFORMS: ENG TRANSLATION: With wet palms I leave a trail I m in a closed city Where the lights go out early I know in the still waters You ll find my secret In the silence of gold You ve waited a hundred years for me Feel the pain of my touch In the field I ll make a fist of my will This is my fate In a city of evil and sorrow Where we ll never know peace There s nothing but cold The snowdrifts and the dawn The pink clouds There s a ticket on the bus br, br,