Текст песни Александра Арбацкая - По липкому снегу

On the lipomy snow walking sadly,
That night disappears - I write "everything is missing."
Desperately want to do something
Although nonsense, even a feat, so that something has become.
I wondered for a long time without a sense.
You can not - I read "you do not want, and that's it."
I do not understand, I do not know, I do not know
What, laziness or old age, your reluctance.

And slippery days and want to fall
In favorite hands a cheerful cascade,
For a leg of snow, fun bravada ...
I need something before dive.
I will not find a place for myself,
In yourself cramped with a runway,
And no one in sight
Stepping, stepping on the sticky snow.

Building as if slimmer, space
Empty steel spacious
Oyut unnatural lighting
Natural made the fancy of the form.
And I wake up the environment of the junior streets,
And the heart is ready for difficult work.
Ignition of convenience, tops fertility ...
And before death, I want to do at least something,

To drop the shoulders hump in the hill,
So that fear and doubts did not take an iszor.
The finishedity of thought, the meaningfulness of the view ...