Текст песни БеZ ТроганOFF - Белым снегом

The white snow fell quietly
Dissolving on the eyelashes
The bright light was poisoned
Lost his lightning
Measuring kilometers
Wires of black snakes
I wandered behind the sun, freezing
So as not to think about her

Where the sky will fall to the ground, there, there
Where time will turn into ashes, there, there

I saw the goal, counting the stars
On the shoulders of gray trees
The shadow threw it too late
I did not hope, but believed
Wrinking his bitterness
Alternoeing warm days
Again, he was born dying
So as not to think about her