Мы живы - Белые цветы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

On our nightstand in a bottle of water stood some white-pink flowers. They were brought to engineer Balashov. Sometimes I looked at these flowers for hours, opening all new shades, comprehending the details of the structure of the petals. I wanted to believe that the flowers will never be faded. But once the orderly cleaning the orderly in the ward accidentally shook them, and the petals showered, naked stems remained. I felt sad. I asked for a nurse that swept the petals from the table, give me a few pieces, and put them between the pages of the notebook. I think years will pass - and dried petals will remind me of very difficult days and nights of my life. ("White flowers", Abdulasov A.S.)