I look forward I do not see the legs, I do not see the stars, I do not see the sky
And the snow is sweeping, in the confusion of dreams, and it is a pity that you are not here but for a blizzard somewhere
blizzard, spinning between the concrete walls, and the wind laughs merrily
I see your eyes in it, I see winter smile at us openly
in a mad world, ice will disappear in a second
the veil will spread, in its hands it will fall asleep ... the sky
for a moment it sinks in like two bits of flying forward, in my window
eyelash features, you will be reflected in it ... with stained glass
Until the blizzard subsided
Bed forming from tel
take it away and don't you dare
I saw it all in a dream
until we all froze
carry it along just for a moment
My snowflake, hey, where are you?
In a cold, pane of glass
We do not fly near, do not catch glances
Around the fallen hail too early not to consider strange
In the hands of not thawing, the road is simple
Strasse can not disassemble immediately, but still I know
We rise above the rooftops
A ray of light amethyst spills down
sweeps sticks to the brush
Draw with a blue color encore
white carnival survives the remnants
past the courtyards, flying in great confusion
Not late yet and wants to tell me something
It will be the ninth wave and we will meet there in a row
And I stand, look forward, stay with me, my star
I will finish your image on the edge, the features are simple, come back, wait
