Текст песни Точка Опоры - Песня для белой двери

Pivot Point - Song for the White Door
                   
Within a radius of eight uh
There is not a soul.
Only chord harem,
Only poems reeds.
Before the eyes of the notebook
And outside the window lights.
I compose again
A song for the white door.

Within two hours
There are no steps or guests
No sms, no calls,
No voices, no ears.
It will soon start to dawn -
I smell the smell of dawn.
And keep playing
A song for the white door.

The coffee has been cold for a long time
And paints the cup in its color.
The room is dark.
The third verse is written.
We must go to bed,
But something in the heart is burning,
And me again and again
I sing a song for the door -
For the white door ...

                           Dmitry Kolesnikov