Текст песни Игорь Кранк - зима

Again I walk along the lonely alley
The head flying thoughts
They are not listed. With them
circle with all the questions,
that we have accumulated over many years,
my life is not long.

Sometimes it seems to me that
This sentence pozhizni ..
Tormented by thoughts that eat
my soul from within.
Sometimes you do not see any reason to move me on,
After all grievances will be dismal, and the roads are eternal.

But I find in myself forces to rise again
me from my knees, because life does not love the weak.
I am a musician, but my music in words.
Winter climb cold fingers under the shirt
Crowds of people under the windows
I'll let them go a paper airplane
Cold, snow drifts? Castle on them.

Memory crumble, settles on eyelashes
I see how the lilac blooms in the spring
But without a good long time ago the world has faded
Take my heart, it is your dirtier ..