Текст песни koshka - Серый пепел

Gray ash

Grey ash your cigarette
It has long been cold,
And I as a wanderer.
And somewhere nearby,
but you will not notice,
Even if I become a drop of blood on your finger.

I have all that I could do it.
do not be sad and do not cry.
I change myself first,
changing tone of voice sounds melancholy,
Do not judge strictly,
black-and-white roads,
I just did the best I could.
shrouded in smoke timid brown eyes,
intolerable accident
the flow of light and pain in your abdomen,
that was free - just because of me,
surprise us again.
be strong.
we do not hurt.
I read your lips, and what they said,
will be the key to your freedom and mine,
and let it hurt, I pour a glass of water, drink.

Grey ash your cigarette
It has long been cold,
And I as a wanderer.
And somewhere nearby,
but you will not notice,
Even if I become a drop of blood on your finger.