Текст песни Воскресенье - Я привык бродить один

I used to wander alone
And looking in the wrong box,
In the bustle of the dumb paintings
Is reflected in the wet glass,
I would like to learn
What awaits you
And that disturbs your dreams
But here again comes the night
And the day is lived in vain

We are tired of losses
A rare find sishkom.
We wandered, and now
We live in a crystal cells.
And now someone else's joy
Do not wipe away our tears
We have left
Just wait for some little,
Wait for someone who does not come.

It's hard to wait does not believe,
All the more difficult to endure.
Light the lights, open the door,
Perhaps we still have time,
Perhaps we will hear,
How to knock the heart out of the house and I went,
And see, I am one and only
Snow on the roof.

And I ran out of ice captivity
Too little heat in the earth,
But I will not give up, I am a soldier of the universe,
In World War between good and evil.
Sound of the fight on a white light
And in a moment the earth woke from sleep
And on the ground, as always,
That winter, the spring ...