Текст песни Anatolia - Twins

Do not send white owls to me
Do not call through the evil blizzard howl
I can't hear you anymore, Fred.
When kissing her, don't close your eyes
And if he hugs - so don't stand there
You yourself made a vow to her in church

On a bright day I close the shutters
Mirror curtains in the house
Not to see your melancholy, brother.
I'll give Ron all the drawings ...
Your broom is at the porch
But I can't bring you back

At night you're on crumpled sheets
You are rushing about in a fever delirium
Looking for wet lips touching
I am generous in your dreams
Only, you know, I won't come
Snow whipping up the floor of the raincoat