Текст песни White Angel - Нет меня на твоих руках...

That's all the words, truth is simple:
Sorry, but I - you will probably understand ...
To different poles stretched us
You believe our eyes, but for the last time.
May later, but now ...

Chorus:
There is no me on your hands,
There is no you on my lips,
No dreams, that of two one
Let go to the sky what is given to us ...

We will be able to get up, but back to back
And step over the edge, where it does not hurt ...
Truth is simple - where there is no love
We were able to get tired, no longer call.
May later, but now ...

Chorus:
There is no me on your hands,
There is no you on my lips,
No dreams that of two one
Let go to the sky what is given to us.