Текст песни Теплые Дни - Немой Огонь

the day of the thousands of days
the same snow the same way the same smell
and as luck would not vyzvonit all friends
and I want to get away even stronger
and want to go even faster
the third call and the show starts but without my time in the palm of sand crumbles to the drop silent fire
this light is not warm for a long time
the sky has forgotten about the land and just sad
every look - zamylenny movie where instead of a large sun SAFIT and the director as always silent
chorus