Текст песни Группа ТАЙНА - Над белой Москвой белый дым

She decided:
Life - deception
Love - a trap.
Following the subway love-novel format - pocket.
And she writes in the book of idle phone meetings,
But the game is not worth the candle. A game...
After all, the game is a game ...

Over white Moscow white smoke,
Over white river you are alone,
And the snow did not know - what's the matter.
Above the white clouds Moscow,
Over white river you're alone,
And the snow did not know what ...

And you decided
That life - fog,
And death - deception
Love - a flaw,
And at night
You look at the screen,
Book flipping past encounters phones
But the game is not worth the candle. A game...
After all, the game is a game ...

Over white Moscow white smoke ...

In Zamoskvorechie snow melts, the water flows,
Winter has passed and you are alone. She is one.
And not save phone numbers and,
It remains only a game, the game ...
But the game ...