Алексей Ширяев - Кроме зимы
текст песни

Like a path to the beach
Like - it's always summer
What are these - apricots?
And it even seems like palm trees
Those who are sitting next to you
Marked with tan
You came to visit us
Sing with your guitar

I'm now, I'm now - wait
I'm now, I'm now - tune in
I'll get something out of my old bag
But I don't believe in anything, nothing
Nothing, I don't know anything
Nothing, nothing but winter

If your fingers are broken
If the cold bites
So I'm home
There are crackers - get warm
What can you show?
Soft as silk ladies
And the knights of July
Network of mileage scars

I'm now, I'm now - wait
I'm now, I'm now - tune in
I'll get something out of my old bag
But I don't believe in anything, nothing
Nothing, I don't know anything
Nothing, nothing but winter

forgive me
Something has become chilly here
It seems on the plane trees
Suddenly frost sparkled
I'll open the windows
I'll lose myself in the dance
I'll paint my face white
It's not scary at all

Here she is, here she is - mom
Here it is, here it is - power
Tears you from the firmament like a blizzard, whirling
Pour from the thick into the empty
In a hurry to remember who I am
So I'm home and still alive