Текст песни Родион Нагорнов - Наоборот

conversely

During the cold window pouring rain.
Old maple leaves showering.
You got me across the river you wait
On the other side of the remote.
In the clouds of thunderstorms and snowstorms there.
No rain and fire underground.
Saints were the soul of the birches,
Yes, but we are not saints with you.

Never anything do not regret.
It is better to drink a hundred grams for love
And friends let friends pour,
Those who will be next to you.
From sky-high stone mountain
Until the misty depths of the underwater
Razvedi a cheerful fire,
Let me understand that I am not alone.

Ray star in the cold box,
We give gray sadness.
Our memories will burn in the fire,
And to me it is not a bit sorry.
You and I burned down to the ground,
Melt a thin ice.
Change your words to this song,
Let all come true vice versa.