Текст песни Стас Пьеха - Глубина live

It pleases the snow, falls on my palm
Too bad he won’t stay until the end of winter.
Apparently you've already seen somewhere
Question with two unknowns:
"What if we?"

And to the bottom
Every day anew
Like a tsunami
Warm waves
Light full
Between us ... Depth

Heard time slip over the roofs
Dropping in smooth circles is the main thing.
Glows upon hearing steps on the stairs
And from frantic heights to the bottom.
My you are "one but."

I would like - when it's all over -
To say: “It was great. See you later!"
Courageous. Why did you do all this -
Having divided the whole world in half?
And good morning