Текст песни Екатерина Рин - ветви колышет ветром.

branch sways the wind ,
softly flowing rain .
I can not wait for an answer,
and you're not coming .
only nipping cold
pain on the part of the tears .
stood drenched city ,
No one can save him .
drops fall in a puddle ,
fragile mirror.
a cold voice again ,
rod of flue ashes .
but in this bottomless abyss
someone else should live .
I light the torch
and I continue to shine .