Текст песни Андрей Михайленко - Ветка рябины

Again, I’ve been wondering on maps all evening,
We are all waiting for something.
Here’s rowan, expecting heat
Wet alone in the rain

Lays with a wet branch to the window,
Tears flow down my cheeks.
I used to want a little cool
More heat at night

Brush rowan life blazed
And flowed like water.
Happiness once smiled at me,
I just forgot when

Lays with a wet branch to the window,
Tears flow down my cheeks.
I used to want a little cool
More heat at night