Текст песни Анастасия Виноградова - Дань

Windy, intermarried with the rain,
lost her last peace.
I once penetrated you,
she put out the fire in the kitchen with a tear.
Keeping warm in the blue, monotonous
with a passionate gaze hiding the pain.
We made coffee in the kitchen in winter
leaving salt for heart wounds.
You see, there are springs!
in which you do not feel sorry for anyone!
And there is such an autumn
that takes the sadness from your face.
The calendar knots a scarf
turning old ash into gold.
Replaces the playing of God's harps
and there is no attention to human rumor.
Yes! And we will not be silent any longer,
as if burning, as if the larynx was dried.
Every weekend we are so unarmed ...
We pay tribute to each other on the sly!

Anastasia Vinogradova (c)