Текст песни Анатолий Талалакин - Грусть-Тоска

When the cold seem in love,
And deceive me suddenly sweeter than Lilith -
I vzlechu to the sky, the sun opalёnny,
It is closer to the night, my pain will burn ...

When the cold seem hot,
And burn abruptly boiling water -
Take a look at my life, I suddenly very different,
And fly away from the heart of sadness, longing ...