Текст песни Борис Ветрове - Любовь - огонь пылающий без дыма

Love - fire burning without smoke ,
Bloody , although no blood , wound ,
Blind faith in the truth of the deception ,
Invisible Illness , but ruining visibly ;

Love - a blind hatred for the favorite
And the anger of the fact that there is , but undesired ,
And thirst, all wielding unhindered ,
Total himself irrevocably to pay ;

And a voluntary prisoner , and the service that ,
Who is destroying us, and still loved,
And yet in the soul reigns alone.

So you can eh heart to a single system,
When love is inevitably itself
All of the contradictions woven !