Текст песни Эсчевский - Тающий снег на твоих ресницах

melting snow on your eyelashes ,
my personal grade are you killing me ,
it could not we dream ,
Well, not exactly , we could dream of .
not an addict but it happened
another parish but ttochno saw your face ,
I do not what to write about , except for you,
My drunken freestyle assess the sick person .
paint the moon in your favorite color ,
Only the sky and our friend , not you
I smoke in my memory ...
It leaves a huge footprint .
melting snow on your eyelashes ,
my personal grade are you killing me ,
it could not we dream ,
Well, not exactly , we could dream