Текст песни Григорий Скуматов - Солнце Взойдет

Seen a lot.
We have lived a little.
They believed in God.
God is gone.
This does not count.

There was no happiness.
Learned to laugh.
We walked in bad weather.
Start getting.
Time is not lying.

Steps are timid.
Cold pain.
White thoughts.
Fate shell-shocked.
It is unlikely to pass.

I wanted it as before.
Sing in the gateway.
Lived in hope.
Passed by a fleeting.
Fighter on take-off.

Withered sky.
A sharp turn.
Two bread crumbs.
There will be no sun.
Or maybe ... Comes out?