Текст песни Сурганова и Оркестр - Ворон

If I had used in tears,
My eyes went to the snow.
And the wings, so that they can,
When they do not have anyone to fly?

I would be your moon,
But the sky shrouded the rain.
Plowed field in the early spring
And you of him waiting for something.

I have become a burning candle
In your hands a little chilly,
But they have joy and sorrow,
The keys to the door to nowhere.

Drink even a sip to grief
Because your eyes are tired.
I on the other hand leaves something whispered,
But I do not understand their language.

Autumn. Melted furnace,
Only they are not warm.
The fierce cold will protect you
Some alien magician.

The wind tears branches.
Tales passed to go.
Destiny will put the new network.
Start another game.

I shouted hoarse crow
Through the window frame holes:
'Stay! Dream not catch! '
He, too, you see, was one.

Tonu whether worldly mud,
L wander in the snowy mountains,
You are in me, like in the picture,
The ever-green colors