Текст песни Любовь Захарченко - Примёрзли пальцы к грифу

My voice
                  Love Zakharchenko

Blissfully heart on edge.
Have frozen fingers to the neck .
In Paradise - I sing in Hell - singing ,
In his delirium and reality - sing !
Go hoarse - become quiet.

Oh, uncovered shower !
How to take your hands?
And the flour, the sounds of crumbling ,
Knead verses ?

We die from loss
And is resurrected together.
When leaving a friend and brother -
Save us their songs .

To the joy and trouble my
Have frozen fingers to the neck .
In Paradise - I sing . In Hell - singing .
And friend and foe - sing !

And the guards on the edge
My dog - my voice - my life .
God forbid you become quiet ...