Текст песни Варвара - Я не знаю, какие будут твои глаза...

I do not know what will be your eyes,
When you will draw the last sun
Serene sky.
You are so eerily similar to but myself,
Blue crystals of black pupils in the ghostly light.

Your dance in my chest is moving to the beat
savage,
Tranquil running in the hot desert.
I hope to fall asleep under the cover of stellar bodies.
We are free men now.

I hope to find you in the park, in the creek and birch, and even in the first dew,
find you
On the black loop
In the confusing thoughts
In my mind,
Even in the shadow of running from fear.
I hope to escape from the deathly pale walls,
What we have lived with you in a mess.

I now swear,
That's enough of my love for all
And grimaces, reproaches and even whims.
We run away,
Hoops with you under the moon of the spring
Star dust.