Текст песни Геннадий Перевалов - Сосны

Three hundred years stood pines
All under the white snow,
on earth from grief flat,
parallel to the sky.
I want to you in place
mock in the rain
here under the sky is snow-white
We will find a place.
scatter fight with a ringing
tired of thought
Here is a lemon lilac,
And paint sour.
Wake too late
Who is more expensive in rubles.
Three hundred years stood pines
And under the sky too.
Who will tell me influence
extreme point,
I will definitely say how much you need,
For bottomless barrel.
I am on the boots galoshes a remedy for colds,
I'm leaving where I can forget you.
And throwing the heart deeper
That was not killed.
I'm looking for in a liter mug,
What I dreamed.
Rassev grow flowers,
Smooth rows.
I just need a pine
With white snow.
I am waiting for the rain years of life,
forgetting time
I get closer to the sky
I want to dive,
to goose skin.
Three hundred years stood pines and under the sky too.