Текст песни Бушуева Елена - Устав от нежности

Tired of tenderness forward
In ten years, the word "live"
I am your only river ford
I pass. Where there to swim?
I hurt the ceiling
From a family of cotton clouds,
A float on the water circles
As well as diamonds and squares.

Slowly spinning dreidel,
Considering the winter and cold,
And my crystal shoe
Should you among the dishes.
Do not break the chance,
Do not allow children to touch.
You just blow on the tea -
And with the wind knocks my feet.

Inhaling ghostly dreams
Cherishing own veto,
You nedodali me of spring,
And as the fall and summer.
And useless every day,
And the inevitable retribution.
And your shadow today
Cowardly Pontius Pilate.

And I pay tribute for their sins -
From slippers I grow up,
I release to you the verses
And you too, I let go
And of course, I'll know,
(But I can not stop)
As you are not daring to fly,
Look after the purple bird.

2002