Текст песни Грета И Голландия - Режем по живому

Who zacherpnet me and pour into the sky ?
Burning down in it sunsets,
My world is crucified,
Was he or was not ?

I met a man from paper
And out of the snow : it can
Melt and burn. I do not know,
Was not been .

Where are you going?
Where are you , listen,
Be my love ,
Be my destiny ...

Do not come back ,
Nobody wants,
In front of the living :
We cut to the quick ...

Lights gray , well, what are you crying , Peter?
Or do you not love
Would you like to see?
So , you will not see , Peter ...