Текст песни Полынья - Обжигающий холод снега

Scorching snow cold,
The cooling heat of the curse ...
As a cliff, but without a run,
Clutching a crucifix! ...
I wanted to understand the midnight
Forgetting primordial light,
Shipped probably help -
Detained, probably somewhere.


She wanted to know the secrets,
Wanted to go higher,
And in the land discovered it
Or to hear the answer from above,
Pour doubts blue
This air-tired eternal,
She said: "When the chill,
Departure, wave counter ... "


And ledeneyut hands
And, seized with darkness,
Live sounds subside,
Ember live views ...
As a cliff, but without a run,
Releasing of the crucifix hand! ...
And I'm lying in a coffin-sous snow
The dazzling white dress.