Текст песни Сергей Гостев - Дарье Бережняк

Indifferent boring faces
Stupidly looming around
I want to take and get drunk
But then suddenly appears,
Like the sun from behind a cloud,
Just like a snowdrop from under the snow,
From a mass of gray, from a heap,
Light, warm, tender ...
And as soon as I hear the question
From the gray crowd: "Who is she?"
Raise my chin higher
Stretch out exactly like a string
I will straighten my narrow shoulders
And like a sail on a ship
Inflating my chest, I will answer:
"This is Dasha, my friend!"

Sergey Gostev