Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Черно-Белый Король

Why the sound has become a reward for the death?
for whom you are dancing in the sky foxtrot?
Nothing brings me whirlwind days
no one calls your exhausted mouth
your shadow hugging my shoulders
Height tears sorrow from the earth
you and I did not have yesterday
the smoke of bonfires in the snow yes Circle ships

I do not know that to me again
I call heaven sky
where are you my black and white king
but foolish to wait for an answer
Crude night darkness and fiery coals
but no heat

your shadow hugging my shoulders
Height tears sorrow from the earth
you and I did not have yesterday
the smoke of bonfires in the snow yes Circle ships


I beg you, my black-and-white king
Become a ring on my hand patient
do not consider our meetings graceful game
do not keep your door Huggie

but one I will stay and you do not you come
Darkness my throat compresses silence
sunbeam touches the cold lips
and prayer merge into a brick wall

I do not know that to me again
I call heaven sky
where are you my black and white king
but foolish to wait for an answer
Crude night darkness and fiery coals
but no heat