Текст песни Kipish13 - Волчица ловит Медвежонка

& quot; A wolf catches Bear & quot;
I sit and smile. Sinks evening.
Hot coffee pats pain in the teeth.
Frosty light through the window on the shoulders
Stolen even know what I will deliver
And turn away without deigning and hi ...
Tell me about a conversation with him to lead?
I like salvation, waiting for a desperate summer
But there is a February wind whistles ...
And the snow glistens, trying to be harsh,
Sparkles sparkles under lights crying.
And even some places snow drifts
Povyrastali to the delight of children.
And I what? I somehow indifferent,
And white crunch hardly surprised.
Though winter vengeance me welcome,
I'm dreaming warm iron roofs ...
I see you and me under the firmament,
And the stars are falling into our hands from the heights.
And a feeling of warmth that freedom
Destroyed the fetters of permafrost.
And somewhere in the cold, in the Arctic Circle,
On the roofs of snow, too, surrounding darkness.
Not scary at all ... We have each other.
A cold ... They are not forever.
© Olga Azarskova
10-11 February 2014