Текст песни Константин Никольский - Я на краешке стола

Scattered on the glass cracks,
Like a slippery track.
How I miss the warmth,
I used a little bit of heat.
I used a little bit of heat,
But winter lay - gnarly and white.
I'm on the edge of the table
In the frozen glass.

Again the cold stabbed me in the heart -
Do not forget, do not fall asleep.
The word as a string, stretch toward the light,
Call your spring.
In my case if shadow fell
Without hope and without heat.
I'm on the edge of the table
In the frozen glass.

Day live all night waiting for the morning,
Light good for evil exchanged.
Before I knew everything about my trouble,
And now it is about me.
I used a little bit of heat,
But winter lay - gnarly and white.
I'm on the edge of the table
In the frozen glass.

Icy pattern as a frozen look,
Love Look, look.
Petals my glass slide,
Leaving the sun, come back.
Give a little bit of heat to the night was
I was so cold and evil.
I'm on the edge of the table
In the frozen glass.

Scattered on the glass cracks,
Like a slippery track.
How I miss the warmth,
I used a little bit of heat.
I used a little bit of heat,
But winter lay - gnarly and white.
I'm standing on the edge,
Freezes and sing ...