Текст песни Іоанна Пекун - То мед солоності ночей...

Honey salinity nights
That icy dagger of words
Then again the warmth of his eyes,
Then again, could not , it would not ....
I did not wait for dawn.
You do not keep in his hands.
We do not wake up in the morning,
And not listen to calls ...

It's not write in newspapers,
And the media did not say a word , too ,
I've caught a quintet ...
For longer sick ... and not healthy ...
© John Pekun