Текст песни Світанок в долонях - Без назви

And again the feelings of the prophets ,
The cold wind in my head.
Will I see you every night ?
Are these dreams Duma only blind ?

Do pay attention once
The fact that power is long gone
To write the book about respect
While the salt will absorb everything .

chorus:

Do not hold , as is notable
And freezing hands from heat.
Heat it on the floor and tart
Appeals like human blood .

Not content , presentable and respectable
Many told you .
But love is sober , real,
sweet and not blind.

And again the feelings of the prophets ,
The cold wind in my head.
Will I see you every night ?
Are these dreams Duma only blind ?