Текст песни A.R.K. - Я подарил белые розы

Instead of red roses, accept these white
You are my first love, a girl unlike others ..
I wander alone with a bouquet of these white roses
what to do, alas for a long time already not your first
On eyelashes ice, frost is lurking this winter
The eternal stimulus is you that you called your beloved
Only you hardly need a street poet
You will not be called a husband and you will not make dinner.
Dehydrated by the bustle of transparent relationships
We are only shadows of time and sounds from verses
Time heals hardly, it is sand through your fingers
Our life in short gray illustrations
What station are you at? White roses are waiting
White and not red looking for your route
The clock is running, the rhythms of the heart are breaking the chest
Do not roll back. Only sadness and sadness are at heart.

Snow-white like these roses
Know that I need you like air
Snow-white, not red
Only whether we are together is unclear to me