Текст песни Павел Кашин - А вокруг белым-бело

Let me pinch your heart
His song just touch
Ice in the eyes, and in the sky candle,
Thawing my soul, gentle fire.
A round white is white and the snow piled up.
Only in my bosom still warm.
Light frost ringing beats.
Song sparkle on the lips.
Oh, the cry will be broken forever.
Waver in gray beast exhausted forests.
A round white is white and the snow piled up.
Only in my bosom still warm.
Songs that sweeps the newly-fallen snow.
I'm going away aimlessly.
And not to say that I am good,
But I myself do not regret any little bit.
A round white is white and the snow piled up.
Only in my bosom still warm.
A round white is white and the snow piled up