When the fists of winter fly Driving bones into the snow Blackened frostbitten nights Vodka running dry
The statues cloaked in white And migrants from museums Losing all the feeling now That sunrise is outlawed
Strangers plant themselves Down in the cold hard ground Later when the harvest thaws Snow drops will be in bloom
Crossed out on city maps Prospekt Mira reveals Shadows drinking antifreeze 'Neath the underpass
Ordered once a Gulag's march Now cities send the call Falling from the rooftops fast And frozen against the wall Where strangers plant themselves
Dead souls of the underground When February thaws Snow drops will be in bloom again Bloom again Bloom again Bloom again Bloom again Red blooms Red bloomsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
