Текст песни Оловянные Солдатики - Белое безмолвие

Tin Soldiers - The Snow Queen (1981)
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Dry as a scream, snow
There is dirty ice in the gorges
And wind wild laughter
The air tears to shreds.

Steep heaven slope
Will spew out a host of troubles
And blizzards soft moan
Mine sweeps a trace
White as a shroud, silence.

There are no roads here
There is no way from here
And all that so sought
It is unthinkable to find.

You look back -
On melt snow lay down
Last weak trace
Your tired legs.
White, white silence.

Last warm
Give it to the howl of pipes
Trying to scream
Without opening your lips.

Falling forward
Get frozen forever
When in your eyes
Dissolve two wings
White, white silence.