Текст песни Константин Силаков - Хранитель синего льда

Frozen smoke and creaking snow
Abundance of sounds and silence
Transparent conductors and beer foam,
The randomness of the sounds is the beginning of the day,
Dry morning and mirrored windows,
Open doors, leg fatigue,
Body wash with salty sweat
Thankful word mouthful
Calm gestures and crooked trees,
Free time and lack of sleep
Sun smirk, eagle feathers,
Silent transparency of blue ice,
On the street summer, lilac blooms,
I brew my coffee of a strange color,
Everyone knows that this does not happen,
I know that it always happens
On the street summer, lilac blooms,
These blue shadows keep the sun secret
To this they have rights
And I watch this in the morning,
How, saying goodbye to me, how you leave, kissing
My lips are from blue ice,
And then I will burn my throat,
Apologizing to the neighbors for the truthful songs,
Maybe it's very strange to apologize for the truth,
But since my childhood I got used to this word,
And so from childhood I am always lonely
My song to the one who recognizes me
By the cold of words and the absence of sun,
After all, I am the keeper of the blue ice.