Текст песни Татьяна Королева - Каменные лица

On the ground - frost,
The road gullies gored,
Hoarfrost on the lips -
Fateful raid ...
Something did not come true,
According sneaks back cold,
Stone Face
Nights.

River under the bridge,
And the hands warm is not drawn.
Stone Bridge
There is no trace,
The span of a century,
Like a bird in front of us,
Stone Face
Look through the year.

I grew up wall
We do not hear each other,
And departed friends,
I did not get the wine.
The house is quiet,
Not sparkling snow on the roofs,
Stone Face
Look out the window.

What's the matter, dear,
Why in the eyes of lightning,
And no peace
In the silence of the night?
What's the matter, dear,
What could you dream of -
Stone faces -
Behind your back.