Текст песни Ирина Билык - Рябина алая

The arrows on the wrist
We measure our days,
Only they do not have power,
And do not come back to us they are.

I will not hide from you,
Tears long stole ice.
Only gather a needle
Berries last dance.

Rowan scarlet
Crucified string of beads,
Rowan scarlet
Hold in my hand, so be it.
Frosted
And the sweet sap of spring,
Love without a name,
A lack of love without guilt.
Rowan scarlet
Cool down my heart,
And the water thawed
I omit it.
Blue rays
Let them carry off the year
Love without a name,
I do not ever return,
Never.

The arrows on the wrist
We measure our days.
Only they do not have power,
And do not come back to us they are.

Cross out the beginning,
Not Fill in the last syllable.
You know, not waiting for the final,
The intersection of two roads.

Rowan scarlet
Crucified string of beads,
Rowan scarlet
Hold in my hand, so be it.
Frosted
And the sweet sap of spring,
Love without a name,
A lack of love without guilt.
Rowan scarlet
Cool down my heart,
And the water thawed
I omit it.
Blue rays
Let them carry off the year
Love without a name,
I do not ever return,
Never.

Never ...
Never ...