Текст песни Олег Газманов - На заре

Somewhere in the city's snowing
Turning on the cheeks in the rain
And it is not going to end or as a century
And do not be replaced either as leader
I'm on the outside was not a hundred years
I forgot how breeze rustles
White bird flies up
Reflection slides down

Chorus:
In the early days I will go into the fog
At the dawn of leave shelter
Crouching crying for flowers
And the earth nostrils retract
At the beginning of the statute of love
Hundredth time you will call
I do not fear that I wake up again
Wet sheets prisoner tear

I hear my laughter in the room
On the wall trembling candle smoke
Laughing at someone else's sin sheet
Move throat laughter cry

It is reflected in the pupils night
Memory stacks all in store
Growing up without my daughter
And I sew term insomnia

Chorus:
In the early days I will go into the fog
At the dawn of leave shelter
Crouching crying for flowers
And the earth nostrils retract
At the beginning of the statute of love
Hundredth time you will call
I do not fear that I wake up again
Wet sheets prisoner tear

Chorus:
In the early days I will go into the fog
At the dawn of leave shelter
Crouching crying for flowers
And the earth nostrils retract
At the beginning of the statute of love
Hundredth time you will call
I do not fear that I wake up again
Wet sheets prisoner tear

Somewhere in the city's snowing
Turning on the cheeks in the rain
And it is not going to end or as a century
And do not be replaced either as ...