Текст песни Анна Ширяева - Я вновь в обиде на себя...

Once again, I mad at myself
For the fact that you're gone and I'm back -
Nothing. And at the heart of a whim, and thought a sieve
And the whole day again, look out the window.
And outside such a sad delusion
It leaves twisted crust of ice,
Top snow slowly falls
And sleep, if ever.

Do not sing or cry,
The bad news: Winter in the doorway,
And we're not together. Again, not together ...

Tell me, but do I blame for that,
What I do is not a warrior, not a hero,
What I was born to be a shield to someone
I'm just a satellite, I'm always second.
And my life - the play for two,
Simple Duo for Violin and Viola.
When your voice so suddenly verse
Mine too overwhelmed emptiness ...

Do not sing and cry in the arms of the cold,
Only snow and wind, but the darkness outside,
Winter in winter outside ...