Текст песни Александр Суханов - Снова дождь

Brooch all things, raise my eyes,
I will become on the threshold, opening the door.
Tired of waiting, believe and suffer
My threshold, as a cluster into the world.
That gray day, low clouds,
Rain Slastit - nothing.
Hand stretches to rain drops
You need to warm it up.

After all, cold rain. Lamp at home
And they stand, klyany all the world,
But there is no heat for everyone,
And no hope is not at all.
I'll close the door, go to the window
And again around anyone.
Hand stretches to droplets of rain
How I warm it up.