алена швец - нелюбовь - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Your look deeper than Baikal, a glow symbol somewhere in Siberia. In you, the deposits of emerald or maiden tears, at a minimum. Dressed in black, you are, or your eight, I do not know. I all want to help you with you, but I still do not break, fly. We had no love, it was violence, your feelings are colder than the weather in Russia. I decided to shoot first - now in the snow I carry me, my hands are colder than the weather in Russia. Your laughter is sunflowers a bouquet, under the sun easier laugh. July and golden color, burns in ash and they remain. Winter, and I tremble in a beautiful coat, I will not sleep at night, death settled in Russia, comes to visit - to have fun.