Текст песни Мельница - Радость моя

Disembodied and weightless,
How do you hear me,
If you are the flesh and blood of the word and
I blood of the fire?

Let coals burn countless days
The bare chest to the ground.
Not having a voice in me logo
It is heated white hot.

My joy, turn the palm,
Can another push me.
My joy, here's a fire,
I loved you more than the fire.

Upturned sun glare of the day,
Mednotelym ringing bulls
I'm here to speak with tongues of fire -
I do not know other languages.
And full of purple sandstorm
I was given the silver to expire:
I sacrificed himself to himself,
To only you utter.

The true name opens the door
At the heart of the sparkling emptiness.
My joy, you believe me -
No one believed in me more than you.

My joy, turn the palm.
My joy ... Here's the fire ...
Here's the fire ...
Here's the fire ...