Текст песни Krista Dollars - Сжигаешь день морозный

Give me your hand, so warm in the footsteps of thy coming,
Shouts wind, the sound of silence is filled with frost
Hiding in the warm lips gate, on the eyelashes froze the snow,
Warms the ear whisper quiet, sweet tea has long gone cold.

Look at other people's windows,
The play of light on the glasses,
What a strange man can do now.
Do you love a wet city,
Do you like this cold,
After all, you are still a few steps away from the heat and coffee.

Give me your hand, so warm in the footsteps of thy coming,
Shouts wind, the sound of silence is filled with frost.

Burn frosty day,
You come too late,
And you write a message, you froze again.
You love after snow
The heat change,
Leaves in the cold to keep warm then.