Текст песни Галина Хомчик - Черновики

Drafts
Poems: S. Mnatsakanyan

So the new snowstorm swept
Coniferous forests, block houses,
And what is the essence, and what a goal,
We will not understand neither I nor she myself
Everything is white in the world, the white light is clear,
White from soles to clouds,
I have been living on earth for more than twenty years
Without drafts ...

I have swollen, it means forever,
If without longing and vain words,
How a clear star burns in the night
Without drafts ...
Hello! My world! At six in the morning
The tram will thunder and dispel the darkness,
And the snow is crunching: it's time to do life,
In order not to regret drafts.

I am afraid of hopes, those for later,
I do not like friends of those for an hour
I want to inhale the air in a full mouth
In order to breathe forever.
For every step is a new step,
All teachers, all students,
For every darkness is new darkness,
Without drafts ...

But the shortest moment will pierce me,
Like my mortal sentence,
Suddenly my whole life is only a draft
The joys of another and the fate is different?