Текст песни Буланова - Баллада

I don’t sing about love, I lost my words
There is neither heat nor fire, but at least when leaving, look back at me.

Winters in the fields blew, remember how you and I loved
In an instant flashed into a century, and only snow.
Herald of our troubles will hide traces
The messenger of our misfortunes will hide the traces.

I can't sing anymore, I'll fall in your snow
He didn’t keep evil in his soul, but at least go away and look at me.

Winters in the fields blew, remember how you and I loved
In an instant flashed into a century, and again snow.
Silent as pain, white, white as god
Quiet as a pain, white, white as a god.