Текст песни Александр Панайотов - Снег

Probably, you will not ask,
what is the trouble
Probably it's cold
forever
Again blind weekdays
past us ...
And this city is like
phone
calls non-stop
to me through a dream
Well, what's going on?
at this hour?

We cover the sky with white powder ...

Snow on the continents, islands,
to compliments, and words
about arguments and theories ...
Snow lay on the capital, and forever
We will dream of this snow
in the most mysterious stories ...

And behind the window of the car
and at home
read fluently
our novel
Naively waiting for the finale
clouds ...
Every good tale
there is a story
And you are wondering: will
or not
I'm interested too
In the meantime ...

We cover the sky with white powder ...
Gunpowder ...

Snow on the continents, islands,
to compliments, and words
about arguments and theories ...
Snow lay on the capital, and forever
We will dream of this snow
in the most mysterious stories ...

Snow on the continents, islands ...
Compliments and words ...
Lie on the capital, and forever ...
We will dream of this snow ...

On the continents, islands,
to compliments, and words
about arguments and theories ...
Snow lay on the capital, and forever
We will dream of this snow
in the most mysterious stories ...