Текст песни ARGENTUM - 07-СБЕРЕГИ МОЁ ТЕПЛО

Preserve my heat
On the morning of his hands
All melted glass
Again you compress in hand
My broken dreams
Let then screening someone
Black-and-white film
Without the actors and roles
You'll see the world
Through spattered glass
It will break the sun
To preserve my warmth
You just need to know the words
That prayer chimes
I have not read before bedtime
Poor composed poems
I do not throw in another fire
I dry autumn leaves
With the wind did not drive through the forest
Flocks of birds in defiance
Flocks fly letters
So without leaving your mail
You'll tear the envelope
As if my soul to shreds
Break last cry
The silence of silent film
Only frustrated piano
And inexperienced tapёr
Got Game and go
In the wake of his return
Fair-faced sadness
I will sign the verdict
Acid April days
The solution my gray profile
Crowds of pink shades
Without me to continue the path
On roads that are not in Rome
According to the Green Corridor
Someone echoing footsteps
Again prevent me from sleep
Preserve my heat
Though slightly for a moment
At the crossroads of spring
And retired crosses
Again the blood natekla
On the morning of his hands
Preserve my heat
Preserve my heat