Игорь Кутузов - За окном ноль
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Outside the window is zero,
There will be ice by morning,
You will learn everything about her,
When she passes
But now she is with you
She tells you: "Play!"
She tells you: "Sing!"
It's time, come on, but ...
Everything seems to flow by itself ...

Rain or snow outside the window, or snow
It lasts not the first thousand years,
For what and to whom all this is given
No one will ever understand anything
But I know - where zero,
By morning there will be ice.

Black velvet of nights
Gray of our children,
Loses threads from surface seams.
He is all in thoughts about her
She's all in thoughts about him
A minute for two - in a thousand days,
For the right to choose
And do not know anything
And be together.

But when you stand
Already one foot there,
And the other is on the throat of life,
And you shout is to you.
You are obedient like snow
I am like a stubborn wind.
This song is without words
Game without notes
Two more steps of a second -
Everything is like a dream will pass
Only there is still zero outside
Only by morning will there be ice.

Relting velvet -
This is blood from all wounds
Continuation of the movie,
Although there is a torn crane,
They don't think if there is a candle
This whole game.
Look how she burns
Look how he calls
There is no longer a way out for them,
It's too late, but here
You see the window, and outside this window -
There is both a way and entrance.
Zero pulsates there
There is the ice ...