Текст песни Времени Нет - Венера На Востоке

White frost, light line,
With the new line, a firm hand
I erase from his fate
Your name and everything associated with you.

White frost, clean lines,
New oil on canvas
Vladimir write icon
Virgin with the Son of God in the hands of

This night is confused dreams
Matted card, I have nothing to cover them.
This night burned bridges
Between you and me was the abyss to be.

White frost, light line,
I sit by the fire, looking into the sacred fire.
Is applied to the temple of her hand
Breathe deeply, I look at the sky.

A burning star in the blue sky
And the city is my home at a glance
In this city, the days of my nothingness and glory
Discharging trunks, I'm leaving from Poltava.

White frost, clean lines,
I sit, smoke, look out the window.
I draw breath on the glass
ZhSU with a candle his past life.

A burning star in the blue sky
Among her I am forever a stranger
Holy Night, thank you, saved
It is playing a waltz, a dream holla alive.