Текст песни Vasaris - Фары

Voice tremble
Touching awkward.
We are Mirage
On your stop.
Wind blew
Frozen palms
On thin ice
On a transparent window.
Blizzard in person
We snow are listed
And trams ring;
I save escape.
My lucky ticket -
I'm in the cold cabin,
Disappears prospekt
And behind the windows sink ...

Headlights burn
Like a lighthouse! ..

Burn lights,
Shadows merge.
Do not say,
No doubt!
Sunset died
At night bayonets;
Stars are burning
We are mash hands.
In the light of headlights
We stand dancing.
Wrapped in a scarf
I'm waiting for a kiss.
Go out eyes
My view is doomed -
I told
What loves again ...

Headlights burn
Through the sea! ..
Headlights burn
In the darkness of December ...