It's snowing through the night
I hearing the voices of a distant shores
I'm looking for words
Like for precious jewels
And working them into a fabric of my mind,
Under the hard shell of everyday vital nonsense

I found pride and humility breathing
I'm walking through darkness of an empty street
A quiet song wants to be born
I'm on the heaven's door
Crowds of shadows wreck me inside,
Wreck all I long to touch
Hope Love Freedom Death
My feet are freezing
And it's snowing through the night