Текст песни Елена Чичерина - В старом доме

There is not a soul in the old house again.
Velvet mezzosoprano does not sound.
And in this sad silence
An old piano is dozing.
Wait, the fireplace will burn
You will warm your chilled hands
And pour into the mortal world
Piano magic sounds.
I will listen to you barely breathing
Fading with delight in my chest.
And the soul worries quietly
Flying with music in the sky