Текст песни промзона 96 - я буду помнить

Let me hold me
to the point where we meet we
plunged into the fog of century-old hills

Cold proleze under the shirt
And he grows the alarm of the heart
White fog will not reach the end

So it hurts that I frozen
so close i run
so finely that not to disassemble
I do not read this book
Let tomorrow comes a little later
you're up to dawn pull this time
let no one wait until tomorrow
I will remember where I was not