Текст песни ШопенГауэр - Белее белого

Whiter than white snow white
Met on an empty station.
Something I dreamed , and something not.
Like, everything is familiar , though barely.

Night , and some sound in the rustling of wheels
Until I snitched day.
So he came , something I found.

The room is empty and dark night ,
Silently staring at the window glass.
It is somewhere noisy drinking wine ,
She is not alone , just to wait ,
Maybe a day or two ...

Again night. And some in the rustling sound of wheels
Until I heard the day.
So he came , something I found.

The Night! And some in the rustling sound of wheels
Until I snitched day.
So he came , something I found.