Текст песни Пелагея, Гарик Сукачев, Роберт Юлдашев, Чайф - Белые дороги

Nothing comes quite simply so
Even small little step , even the trifle .
And nothing will happen nor vain , nor spite
This phrase is worthless , you're lucky .

White roads , and white roads
Came my legs are white roads .
White roads , and white roads
Came my legs are white roads .

A hard lump in my throat and my heart hurts so much pounding .
I loathe him himself wounded.
Once the snow outside the window so wonderfully charming sparkle.
I exchanged gulps it measure off steps.

White roads , and white roads
Trampled my feet all white road.
A white roads , white roads
Trampled my feet all white road.

I am drenched with wine, I burned passions .
I do not forgive myself , but not a crushed
But the snow outside the window is snow outside the window .
From something childish perfectly sad.

White roads , white roads
Came my legs are white roads .
White roads , white roads
Trampled my feet all white road.
Came my legs are white roads .
Trampled my feet all white road ...