Ирина Богушевская - Пироги
текст песни

I know the case will be so
What a trifle he could bring you
You will call the door
And then they are waiting, they set the table
Ready pie, tea smokes
And the candle is already lit
Why did not answer
Sit down at the table, let's be silent

I know the case will be in that
That my house is empty since the snow is coming
What in the evenings is more in it
The guitar of songs does not sing
Silent guitar of the hive of sounds
And there is no roli in the song of notes
And whose fault was separation to her
Now is it all the same

Look only in the eye
And not to say a couple of words during the evening
The tired candle smokes
And the windowsill rain claws
Where it rains in the middle of the winter
Why suddenly melting snow
Probably from the warmth of silence
From rosy pies

And what about the matter
What happened before, what will last in the future
And only evening or eternity
Your gaze will not let me die
You came with the goal by chance
I pray, don't answer you
I just need to be silent
And smile and watch

And in the general words of my result
As soon as the East laughs to drive away the darkness
I step up again for the threshold
I am leaving the house-tuture
And only the sun for sunset
So days after days I am again
I sit in the kitchen burn a candle
I cook tea, bake pie