Текст песни Настя Полева - Серые розы

On the grass I run by easy-easy
And the trouble is somewhere else
And the trees are so high

Warm pours poison into the soul,
The sunset hour
Immersed in the sleepy gas
World looking a million eyes

Where the roses bloom in the gray
I will find…
I pluck the roses on gray trouble ...

     He knows the body and is afraid of this love
     Only my heart cries: & quot; Grey Rose Narvi! & Quot;

The bitterness of the leaves as a cold word, but I'm on fire ...
I know it will be so that I'll have to cry ...

I expect there will open the door body
You're the one who is, unknown to the traveler
I expect there will bend back bright beast
You're the one who's here, stay for a day

On the grass I run by easy-easy
And the trouble is somewhere far away ...
And the trees are so high ....