Текст песни Иван Мурашев - Пустыня

Desert

Everything has died here, here the taste of sand
Why do something, dull melancholy.
And how to find such dreams
To touch the soul in the middle of emptiness.

Everything that I so loved to represent
Has completely ceased to inspire me.
Girlfriend, don't cry, we'll go
Until you can find something.

"Chorus"
I will of course keep going
But I can't find anything.

The oases are all long gone
And these hills are not familiar with rain.
Grains of sand are driven by the winds
But, in essence, this world will not change.

"Chorus"
I will of course keep going
But I can't find anything.

I no longer shine a star in the distance
And water leaves my muscles.
A hand fell on the scorpion
He stings me - that's it, girlfriend, until ...