Текст песни John Connor - Новая Эра

The gait of a frozen prisoner,
In large, instead of caps, headphones
There was a man.
Listened to the forecast.
To each other, the synoptics echoed,
What a night throughout the territory
The snow will fall.
There will be frost.
He changed his numb fingers
Under the jacket on the station player,
But they all ...
All for one thing.
In large, instead of caps, headphones
He knows, only music saves
From the news
And cold.

Sing it to me,
That my soul is warmed.
Warm me up like that,
To my body sang.
Sing to me, warm me,
My long-awaited ...
Either spring, or a new era.
Whether it's just spring, or a new era.

Chekanya his step with a face of stone,
That ridge, the fact of hidden cameras,
There was a man
Through mirages.
His soul screamed "My God!
How do you want something more,
Than just a century
In the world live. "

Sing it to me,
That my soul is warmed.
Warm me up like that,
To my body sang.
Sing to me, warm me,
My long-awaited ...
Either spring, or a new era.
Whether it's just spring, or a new era.