Текст песни Илья Чёрт - Оттепель

Lost Spring notebook with poems,
Got up any light does not dawn - look.
The sun glanced off the roofs,
I knocked on the window,
In the city of a thousand lions entered.

What keeps me here?
Yes, nothing at all!
The pain of the soul, but your breath,
Tears puddles in the courts,
Glass and soot yes smoke
Doors wide open to other worlds.

Woke my blood again it
Narodna girl red
Love contagion spring
Love splinter spring
Love contagion spring
Love splinter spring

What do leave yourself?
Sun glare from windows,
From the notebook of spring words
And happy drunk and wind,
As a survivor of the war,
FICO show your winter! :)

Woke my blood again, she
Narodna girl red
Love contagion spring
Love splinter spring
Love contagion spring
Love splinter spring

We miraculously survived two grubby sparrow
Sit yourself in disbelief and barely breathe,
Yes lumbered into the unknown,
It goes to the time cursing February