Текст песни Крыс и Шмендра - Романс

Once again, I mad at myself for
What have you gone and I again - nothing.
And at the heart of a whim, and thought - a sieve
And the whole day again, look out the window.

And outside such a sad delusion
It leaves twisted crust of ice.
And on top of the snow slowly falls,
And sleep, if ever.

Do not sing or cry ...
The bad news ...
Winter at the door,
And we're not together,
Again, not together.

Say, well, perhaps I blame the fact
What I'm not a warrior, not a hero?
What I was born to be a shield to someone
I'm just a satellite, I'm always second.

And my life - piesy for two,
Simple Duo for Violin and Viola.
When your voice so suddenly verse
Mine too overwhelmed emptiness.

Do not sing and cry
In the embrace of the cold.
Only snow and wind,
Yes, the darkness outside.
Winter inside
Winter outside ...