Текст песни Владимир Пресняков - Я давно не летал во сне...

I have not flown in a dream,
I forgot my wings in your window,
There they tremble, circling the snow.
You're whiling away the century
In silence, looking at the snow
White, white snow under a huge sky

You do not wait, do not call me
Angel was useless I
Who knew that the fate of my wretched

Who knew that winter comes
What she decides to herself,
Breaking off an icy calm flight.
And the age-old land firmament
Whether reality or simply death
To change the height for habitation worldly

You do not wait, do not call me
Angel was useless I
Who knew that the fate of my wretched

It's not so
All wrong now
Instead I step stroke
and delirium in the snow in the footsteps of passers
In the emptiness of the typical dreams
Where are you now freezes
Cursing at me like the world

You do not wait, do not call me
Angel was useless I
Who knew that the fate of my damned.