Текст песни Седьмой прохожий - Золотые капли

last song
In the cold porch
About a step stumbling
Echoes.
You don’t hear her, don’t love,
Do not believe, do not be afraid and do not hide in the veins ...
Golden drops ...

My heart
And you gave her
Own veins
You gave it to him.
You are no longer afraid of the cold, but get up brother
And say that I dreamed it ...
Golden drops ...

In April, when
Spring dancing dances
Had seen
This is the first time you are heaven.
Your twenty-seventh November left me a portrait and your guilty smile ...
Golden drops ...