Текст песни Дездемон Сидоров - Предзимняя

Searing for freedom of Monte Cristo,
The spectator has grown fond of the actor
The uncle is flying by, on the core
I do not have my own burden,
But with you I'm good
Without you, I myself the Marquis de Sade,
The negro is happy, he kisses the woman,
His snow award,
Black and white winter love
Drops in the nose, fingers froze,
But we continue to dance
As Adolphe and Eve are underground,
Forgive me, but it just so happened,
I sing, but you do not hear
As anyone, I'm used to it,
That's all exhausted rhyme
A song on edge by reefs,
This is the final chord ...

C, G, D, Em ... Am, D, G