Текст песни John Connor - Новая Эра

With the gait of a frozen prisoner
In large, instead of a hat, headphones
A man was walking.
I listened to the forecast.
Forecasters echoed each other,
That at night all over the territory
Snow will fall.
There will be frost.
Changed with numb fingers
Under the jacket on the station player
But they are all ...
All for one.
In large, instead of a hat, headphones
He knows only music saves
From news
And cold weather.

Sing to me like this
To keep my soul warm.
Keep me warm
For my body to sing.
Sing to me, warm me
My long-awaited ...
Either spring, or a new era.
Either just spring, or a new era.

Chasing your step with a stone face,
Now a ridge, then a fact to hidden cameras,
A man was walking
Through the mirages.
His soul screamed "My God!
How you want something more
Than just a century
To live in the world. "

Sing to me like this
To keep my soul warm.
Keep me warm
For my body to sing.
Sing to me, warm me
My long-awaited ...
Either spring, or a new era.
Either just spring, or a new era.