Текст песни Ernesto Cortazar - Dancing on the clouds

So the summer is ended , and immediately - winter!
Days of autumn - I had not noticed .
In that break all the blame herself ,
But the same for all and answered .

Twisting of the months , days and weeks
Whirled my head clear .
Here in the heart of winter , here in the sense of a blizzard
Inclement weather returned .

They say , they say , it happens, and time - my friend,
Be sure all peremeletsya .
It just seems to me that narrows the circle ,
In it nothing will ever change.

Suppose I did not believe that the apostate pain :
Sometimes echo in the heart asks ,
Who - there singing about the wound and salt,
It's more to do with me !
Liana Yablokov .