Текст песни ЗВЕРОБОЙ - под нарисованным дождем

UNDER THE RAIN draw
      
  
Quietly run away,
Waiting will not:
I can not do it anymore
To break dishes…
Once again, I pull you
 In the distance,
There, where we spring
 Observed.

          There skies burn with fire,
           
          Rumbles of thunder black and white,
            
          We are day by day
                                
          another friend waiting
                
          Under the painted rain ...

     In a measured range
     Life is not pёrla:
     That year in the snow
     We throat ...
     It will pick up saliva,
     We press the pedal -
     We long ago spring
     Not seen.

          There skies burn with fire,
          Rumbles of thunder black and white,
          We are day by day
          another friend waiting
          Under the painted rain ...

     Winter we oppression in an arc,
     The wind blows,
     The children in the snow
     Rain paint ...
     This, here, the game,
     uneasy,
     And we are silent in the morning -
     We dream ...

          There skies burn with fire,
          Rumbles of thunder black and white,
          We are day by day
          another friend waiting
          Under the painted rain ...