Текст песни Игорь Кутузов - За окном ноль

Outside the window is zero,
By morning there will be ice
You will know everything about her
When she passes,
But now she is with you,
She tells you: "Play!"
She tells you: "Sing!"
It's time, come on, but ...
Everything seems to flow by itself ...

Outside the window is not the rain, not the snow,
It lasts not the first thousand years,
Why and to whom all this is given,
No one will ever understand
But I know - where is zero,
By morning there will be ice.

Black velvet nights
Warming our children,
Loses threads from surface seams.
He is thinking about her,
She is all thinking about him,
A minute for two - for a thousand days,
For the right to choose
And know nothing
And be together.

But when you are standing
Already one foot there,
And the other - on the throat of life,
And scream - this is for you.
You are obedient like snow,
I am as stubborn as the wind.
This song is without words,
Playing without notes
Two more steps of a second -
Just like a dream will pass,
Only there outside the window is still zero,
Only in the morning will be ice.

Sprawling velvet -
This is the blood of all wounds,
The continuation of the movie,
Although there is a torn tap,
They don't think it is worth the candle
This whole game.
See how it burns
See how he calls,
There is no way out for them
It's late, but here
You see a window, and behind this window -
There is an exit and an entrance.
Zero pulses there,
Ice is born there ...