Текст песни Елена Войнаровская - Венец терновый

You're standing at the window
and look down ...
If he will not come -
become the ledge.
Maybe it's not him,
and in proximity to the winter? -
How many important things
lost its meaning ...

And if He brought you
instead of a new pain
his crown of red roses,
a crown of thorns?

You lie and longingly
looking at the ceiling.
He would come to you,
if he could ...
You do not eat the third day,
all staring at the door.
Do you believe in something,
that He does not care
to your loss ...

And if He brought you
instead of a new pain
his crown of red roses,
a crown of thorns?

You're standing at the window
and look down.
If he will not come -
become the ledge.
You play this drama
alone.
But how much it costs,
your earthly pain? ...

Oh, if he brought you
instead of a new pain
his crown of red roses,
a crown of thorns ...