Текст песни Денис Михайлов - Серый Дождь

Gray rain pounding on the roofs
Drum in the glass.
Why is it so damp for me
The whole soul is wet.
I looked out the window all day
On the rain whims.
Brother remembered, drank vodka
For relatives and friends.
Brother remembered, drank vodka
For relatives and friends.

Good God, judge
You are the only one in power.
How many sinners on earth
They asked you.
One of fame and fortune,
To live in high esteem.
A cripple at night
To live shorter.
A cripple at night
To live shorter.

Beggar praying in the morning
About a piece of bread.
So you sent him
To the ground before lunch.
And my soul is in tears
Turned to God.
God have mercy on us
Do not judge us severely.
God have mercy on us
Do not judge us severely.

How much are we, soul, with you
Cry and laugh.
Somewhere our name is at the table
Ile is asked to get out.
That's how we all climb up,
And not seeing the pain.
Someone to hell, and someone to heaven,
And someone washed down with grief.
Someone to hell, and someone to heaven,
And someone washed down with grief.