Зима без снега (zima bez snega)

And why are we, not us anymore?
And why are we in the embrace of a warm winter?
Where is this light of bright stars and distant planets?
Where we flew, where we didn't know?

What is a winter without snow?
What is a window without light?
What are dried flowers?
And empty dreams?

I'm getting used to winter without snow
I'm getting used to love without the sky
It seems so
But only a black-and-white glow
I'm getting used to artificial smiles
I'm getting used to boring looks
It seems so
But only a black-and-white glow

This winter is completely the opposite
Water from the sky, and cold and ice in the heart
We are no longer there, no longer the madness of eyes
Even in the photo, it's not us, but someone else

Only I know both are to blame
That love is like a soulless robot
Like toxic, diffuse smoke
Like a silent mode

I'm getting used to winter without snow
I'm getting used to love without the sky
It seems so
But only a black-and-white glow
I'm getting used to artificial smiles
I'm getting used to boring looks
It seems so
But only a black-and-white glow

I'm getting used to artificial smiles
I'm getting used to boring looks
It seems so
But only a black-and-white glow