Текст песни Ара - в звуках Вечной Пустоты

You teshite illusion myself, my dear!
How do you know whose name he whisper?
And what love blood is not cool
At the heart of its gentle murmur?

Well you know about the time of the race?
In a strange fact Breguet overseas?
Oh you! .. Oh dancing dreaming of white swans ...
And sometimes spends time among such ... lyadey ...

Who loves, loves.
Love does not drink, do not eat.
And everyone is behind only ruins -
These stories are countless.

I do not need any - a stranger - cute!
Then a few people on the planet,
Who is in tune with my soul with strength
And on the judgment in the main reply.

Who loves - does not know the other -
The void between the toes ...
And this open and vulnerable
In love, a simple wanderer.

I will not give you my emptiness ...
No. What, dear? You are full of his ...
All in line for the happiness of simplicity.
No slaves with me. All are free to love.

Sit by the fire together
The emptiness of their overall:
Do not be sad about anything missing
With hope and faith in more ...

(c) ARAMIR