Текст песни Настя Ясная - Прячем руки от холода

Gray look gloomy days among city lights
Past pale'll call you there
Scrolled film of our meeting
The air will escape only embrace it untreated.

Chorus:
Hiding your hands from the cold and there is no reason to touch
How embarrassed look away and no one here is not to blame
The white ice floes city hiding from the cold hands
On the boulevards on the pavement we burn your a.

Whisper that I love and trying to lie there
The questions keep silent bought myself a ticket
In the film about two melts evening
Shoulder Turn away run away only those not treated.

Chorus.
Hiding your hands from the cold and there is no reason to touch
How embarrassed look away and no one here is not to blame
The white ice floes city hiding from the cold hands
On the boulevards on the pavement we burn your a.