siberia کے بول

Breaking ice from a century or so Imagination blighted by frost Some Siberia where nothing could grow Still we keep our fingers crossed What a drought Heart of ice Can't breathe out From your vice You ask how yes we make up as we go I am the desert and your mouth drops The brightest diamond and a desire to know We keep on walking cause we can't stop What a drought Fort of ice Can't wait out As you battle time What a drought Heart of ice Can't breathe out From your vice Keep our fingers crossed We keep on walking cause we can't stop Keep our fingers crossed We keep on walking cause we can't stop What a drought We keep our fingers crossed We keep on walking cause we can't stop We keep our fingers crossed What a drought Heart of ice Can't breathe out From your vice