Текст песни Тэли Райт - Слабость

Instead of Chisinau-White Polyana
Winter Durmanit People Conduct
Cool rolls hands and legs
It freezes, heartfall

Minus on the street, degrees 20
Spasms throat, will be more
Souls surrounding, will become worn
Not avoid sudden death

Winter-Iston my weakness
With the pussy, until the oldest
Sun palenet-weakly warm
Together with me, as if the pain

Frost is angry, millions of people
Collecting their souls, like a trophy
Leaving in the heart fragments of ice
Slowly turning into slave

Having gathered by the forces running forward
I'm so angry that I melt a lot
I sat down on my knee and in the moment it was raised
To meet frost, with a cry "Fear!"

The cold did not even look at me
But only in my side the strongest
Here, from that day, our fight lasts
Despite the outcome, I'm fine!