Текст песни Ирина Коваленко - Черно-белая зима чит. А. Дубровский

Monotony of bleached days
Highly hung with longing.
Uninvited melodies are agility
She took possession of the pastry land ...

The snow is cold, prickly and sharp
He makes his whole soul through
Endless, unbearable and impudent
Melteysit is randomly and attend.

The nervous tremor passes through the heart,
To the chills, to the illness of the through,
The soul does not find where to warm up,
Gray light became a huge wall.

The formidable guard of the land of black and white,
As if in an old nondescript movie,
The frames are sprayed frantically, boldly,
With the sadness of the winter mixing at the same time.