Текст песни Унганга - Все сбудется

There was nobody at home
Endless snowfall
On cold glass
Falling, falling, falling, falling I

On pins chopped
Your wings are your thoughts
Waited for you for so long
All computers are stuck, but

Pr.
All is done, all will be forgotten
Sprout through the snow clods
The world is spinning, everything will come true
Just, you know, I do not remember you.

And no one is waiting
Stations and platforms
Instead of snow
Under the wheels of cars I

You're not for him
Black birds fly
I do not remember anything
And you do not know what

Pr.
All is done, all will be forgotten
Sprout through the snow clods
The world is spinning, everything will come true
Just, you know, I do not remember you.