Текст песни Psyhocide - Декабрьский Вальс Горя

In constrained puddles in the December cold
Whirl in a waltz ... cast, do not need ...
Lightly stepping on the icy edge
Spinning grief sorrow not knowing ...

... And the house is not built, not destroyed,
Emotions dead no progress on the Rouge ...
... And he did not dare, and he was not crying,
Quietly under the snow rain dying ...

Puddles, frozen in the December cold,
Frozen mountain ... Who is it for?
And who otogreet? And for the sake of someone
Pounding heart would be whispering in your ear from behind
Breath easy, shower vtrepenulas ...
But where? But who? And my heart stopped ...

In the December cold, icy at edge
With the snow swirling all dreams die,
Trampled in the frozen, nasty puddles ...
Waltz grief and death ... and whisper: & quot; I do not need! ... & Quot;