Текст песни Максим Олейников - По тлеющей земле -минус

It is not heated shower ,
And the years deliberately slow progress .
I go on smoldering earth ,
And still have people living here.
 
But the day will come and save me the light ,
And call in their distal edge ,
I will take with me ...
Will open the door , and someone deliberately,
Suddenly the hand take me ,
From troubles to save me from troubles to save ,
From troubles to save me ...
 
And suddenly gone cold,
Frozen soul warmed .
And cry out in pain forever ,
Not knowing shame , it shatters.