Текст песни В.Меладзе - Шорох

There was a time before
Snow White the first streaks of gray,
Thoughts inspired by sad
Unsociable pilgrim-autumn.

That I imagined your voice,
What steps can hear your side of the door,
A thaw in my soul,
Will not order her to believe a miracle.

Chorus:
I do not want do not want to leave,
In any rustle hear your footsteps.
I do not want do not want to make mistakes,
In the cold night to languish from boredom.

Let me insomnia,
Do not look out the window the full moon,
Now I want to rest,
Oh, my fate, I went quiet.

Chorus:
I do not want do not want to leave,
In any rustle hear your footsteps.
I do not want do not want to make mistakes,
In the cold night to languish from boredom.