Текст песни Владимир Сочинский - Тот тусклый свет ее окна

That light that distant from me ,
At night I often dream .
I remember the image of a lone
And the dim light in her window .

That silhouette of the finest lines
He left in the heart of a gentle trail.
I was a stranger , but the beloved
Her beautiful silhouette.

He stood silently silhouette
I waited and waited for a response ,
Breathing ragged , uneven ,
Wanting imperious silhouette.

But the lights went out in a minute ,
And she went into the darkness .
I often dream of reason
That dim light of her window.

2015 July.