Текст песни Анжелика Варум - Музыки осталось мало

As it was only God
One knows and
In the poem as much extra lines
We trust
From the pages glued together two lonely birds
Forgotten his magic hand forever
Connects

Music is low
She whines, she is tired
She was stuck between the ages
And no

Music was so little
She fell silent, almost gone
And left us start
In the verses, in verse ...

I knew it - be it

I knew it
unpredictable trifle
Not so little
We envy dreams
We are looking for them there
Where we see a white light
At the intersection of two planets
Two starters ...

Music is low
She whines, she is tired
She was stuck between the ages
And no

Music was so little
She fell silent, almost gone
And left us start
In the verses, in verse ...