With the light motion
And the pleasant breath
Drop by drop of our patience
We are looking around
From the Earth's lighting
And the sudden feelings
Forgive the sun, its wonder,
Wait a little longer, and You'll see…
The hated Sun, but we can't live without it
Upset one other, we believe
We believe in the fortune, we believe in ourselves
All is white, all is hidden
Without the shadows, without the silhouettes
Don't You remember these days?
When the white snow was hiding us…
The white snow is like the ashes
The ashes of our reception
Just interrupt your elegy
Just tremble from the drama
Come help me
I miss Your voice
I see Your snow, the white snow
I feel Your voice
Michik - White Snow
© Copyright: Мичик, 2010
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