All is so far and people look smaller than they are, I'm crossing the cold, losing all what I had, My town is not mine, and places I loved are places I hate, Maybe white distance is nothing, but reason to fear, Or reason to see her;
Wooden monkey, take me from here, Wooden monkey I know you are real, Источник teksty-pesenok.ru Wooden monkey save me from cold, Wooden monkey, lie by my side and tell me: war is over.
I was so silly, believing people were true, Wiser than I was, I was falling in love as usually people are falling, But one day I saw blood covered by snow, Maybe white distance is nothing but reason to fear, Or reason to see her.