Текст песни Светлана Голубева - Когда по снегу

When it is necessary to lay down in the snow along
Taking his hands, cool pain
Just do not know if will be enough
Staying without pain.

One hundred thousand years, the sun rises early
Scorching my wound
Then the moon sweeps in pale zero
Tossing stars in my pain.

When the sky clouds on the lips
On the ground the rain showered fear for you for you
Hundred thousand years born thunderstorm
One hundred thousand years, in verse and prose
I pray aloud and to yourself - beware.

When life undersigned longing yes
When the madness so close
It is not necessary to fall low
You would not understand yes no yes no.

Hundred of thousands of years of living separation
I hate this flour
There is no point in the notes, there is no sound in
You're not coming.

When the dream is not on tops and on the bottom
When lying down, and howl at the moon
Can you help me decide
To live or not to live.

One hundred thousand years flayed
Years of pain does not multiply
The song breaks to howl - you're not with me.

When it is necessary to burn for just lie down
And to drink and drink and drink and drink that bitterness.