Текст песни Ольга Чайка - Пройдёт

When a glass bursts in your hand with a bang
When your vacant gaze screams in silence AAA
Your thin fingers are not feeling pain from wounds
The glass will crumple and its shadow will flicker on the wall

But all this will pass and this pain will pass
When ice melts in your soul

When lost in the subway you turn into a scream
When dodging grief you won’t be alive
You wash your face and this bloody spring
Wip away tears and deceive you with silence

You don’t remember how it all began, you will be broken
Through thorns to the stars, and then, and how else to live?
My body soul, it's just indefinite transit
The vector of life cannot be attached to this ...