Shoddy ft Katya Chaya - В плену гордости... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

What were they thinking about?

Fate is confused ...

In half ... Well, how so?

What were they thinking about?

Fate is confused ...

But you forgive me ... pride in pride ...

So the first snow fell at the very end of December

The first frosts on the nose and cheeks of blush on New Year's days in gray tones groan,

And I still think the clock since then

Everything that was so expensive flowed with pain, everything that was stored for years was connected by bonds,

You feel something left somewhere deep under the heart,

A little is a little, but quite another tastes

Crushes snow under the sole merging with the color of the cross

Winston's smoke digs no longer tears,

The houses are silent about something to send SMS unrequitedly,

No report not yet, not greetings

Arrived ..

The flakes descend slowly from the sky, I do not have enough warmth of their wings and winds

The city falls asleep and I stand still proudly overcoming the cold ... I don’t care to this weather!

What we dreamed about, what we thought about, the paths are not conceivable, fate is confusing, sharing this world in half, remained proud, well, how is it ...

What we dreamed about, what we thought about, the paths are not conceivable, fate is confusing and if something wrong, then you forgive me, we were captured in captivity, pride in pride.

Snow falls in the palm

Everything went away, but only we did not understand

How easy it is to lose what they cherished

And trembling on the palms, on the lips tremble, do not touch

Everything has passed, but everything is left

To return everything, you need a little

But no one can take a step to meet

We are proud birds and we look like this!

And love with snow

There is little tenderness

But still I dial the number again and again, I delete it, I dial again ...

How tears on eyelashes melt

Dreams that I lose

And I understand .... what I love

I love you!!!

What we dreamed about, what we thought about, the paths are not conceivable, fate is confusing, dividing this world on the hits, remained proud, well, how is it ...

What we dreamed about, what we thought about, the paths are not conceivable, fate is confusing and if something wrong, then you forgive me, we were captured in captivity, pride in pride.