http://youtu.be/cGCK-T1JSc4В window winter bonfire so bright That through it snya twinkle snow is just white ash,No spacecraft ever to visit Vesnyi this fiery Blizzard is Just getting old in our dreams burned each other to bask in the light from contrarely ash circling the earth,White ash burn in the eyes We lit these dreams in heaven to return to earth with you When love becomes a habit,I go out in the evening in the yard,out Of the box will get spicchi kindle winter kosteri will break our chains,Blazing in the sky up in the morning And the snow is just white ashes,only ashes from the fire music Author: Igor Slutskiy