I doubt sleeping, snow, wind stands in the open eyes I doubt sleep, snow, wind stands in open eyes pity, pity, no opportunity to melt in the sun This sleep, your hands and my heart pity! To sleep! doubt with the wind! Snow! Sleep! doubt to the wound, to the razor, to the pain at the end of the same music at the beginning of sleep I doubt sleeping! Snow, the wind is standing Standing in the open eyes
