Текст песни Лена Войнаровская - Венец терновый

You stand at the window and look down,
If he will not come - get up on the ledge.
Maybe it's not in it, and in the vicinity of the earth,
So many important things lost washed

And if you brought it,
instead a new pain,
His crown of red roses,
His crown of thorns.

You lie and looks longingly at the ceiling,
He would come to you, if I could.

You do not eat the third day,
still looking at the door,
Do you believe that he does not care
to your losses,

And if you brought it,
instead a new pain,
His crown of red roses,
a crown of thorns.

You stand at the window and look down,
if he will not come - will be on the cornice
You play this drama alone,
but how much is it, your earthly pain,

Oh, if he brought you
instead a new pain,
his crown of red roses,
a crown of thorns