Текст песни Торба-на-Круче - Про снег и пепел

Winter has come, but instead of snow, ashes
Fell whirling, driving crazy, smiling
Lying on the ground
You are drowning in this snow ...
What do you want? What I can?
They scooped you out with chiseled spoons.
To the bottom
They strangled you in the twilight
But you won the fight
You walked drunk with longing
And fell into the clutches of jackals
They screamed, laughed, joked ...
And beat beat
But those who were with you - do not catch up
Already for sure, they have gone far.
While you were looking for something here
You're dead tired
Did you dream to relax
And night is coming to you, but ...
They promised to give what you find
At the northern cliffs
You stamped your feet in the mud ... laughing
You met rain attacks jokingly
And without kisses of fire, not a day.
But you didn’t have enough heat.
So there was not enough heat.
How could she leave so early
Forever and so cruel
This wound blooms
Colors of death is your flower
Remember as it was before
Give free rein to tears, so what?
Cause not a dormant eye
Will not help, will not help
When she is so far
When she is so far
Winter has come, but instead of snow, ashes
Fell whirling, driving crazy, smiling
Lying on the ground
You are drowning in this snow ...
What can you do? What do you want? What I can? What I can?