Текст песни МирТ - Городская зима

In your empty apartment I look dream
I never and anywhere
I will not see them more such
Here my place, I need to wait for spring,
To see
water and sky again blue

I want to disturb the air from the streets
Full movement of people and shouts of birds
Passing on the roads of love, our views collided
And hastily hasting, diverged

If there is an end point from our freedom,
Then she will be here on the neutral strip for us
Where frustrated chords are floating in light,
Where the shadows are thrown from the bridges, drowning in the Neva


We will jump December, when the cello
On a wide neck, the points will lay down and here
Everything will be solved on a sparkling white bed
With a treacherous bouquet of roses near the winter gate

Not, looking for here reasons, you will give way calmly and silently
I'll snap in a fist small slices of ice,
Turning instantly in a runaway scattered handwriting
In the wind, the words are frozen
in the cold wind dreamed of ice
So many years of serenity, common sense,
That it is not sorry to quit at my feet and leave
Urban winter let us read our letters now
And on slippery asphalt burns its lights.