Текст песни Артемий Сёмин - Белые росы

"White Dew"

On cold dew I go
I collect legs I tear the earth,
Silver dawns in the sky will go up
And flood the distance ships ...

And feel cold on white legs,
Piercing my nerves,
I do not believe more gods
Bulking in my blood ...

These cold drops of unrequited love,
In August of the early morning,
I do not remember myself. But let them know,
What they give these bright feelings ...

Where the road was led by you,
We didn't always burn bridges
To Russian land love did not die
But on the big road do not grow flowers ...

I left myself in a distant past,
I do not want to love what I loved,
I do not die saint and vulgar,
After all, the holy dew barefoots I drank ...

I do not die saint and vulgar,
After all, the holy dew barefoots I drank ...