Текст песни Городская Культура - Окна Декабря

Don't shout at people, it's not their fault
Do not break their ideas, they do not know where you are.

And I, in the windows of December,
In the windows of December, I disappear.
I hear...

If you want to leave, it's difficult, but you can,
When choosing your path, tread carefully.

Like me, through the windows of December,
In the windows of December, I disappear.
And I, in the windows of December,
In the windows of December, I disappear.
I hear...

Don't burn diaries and past notes
About long forgotten, about good and bad.

Like me, through the windows of December,
In the windows of December, I disappear.
And I, in the windows of December,
In the windows of December, I disappear.
I hear...