Текст песни Елена Елизарьева - Звёзды на плече

And your hands, I will draw the castle,
And I will kindle in them the light - let it burn always.
There are candles lit, spreading the smell
Tart tobacco, tart tobacco.

And on your lips I draw tenderness,
The pure whiteness of the eternal nature.
Want to know the century - here it is inevitable,
We're clouds, pilgrims clouds.

And on your shoulder, I'll draw stars
Will they burn brighter than a thousand suns.
Let fly above the earth storm, storm and thunder,
Only I know - you're waiting for me at night.

And your hands, I will draw the castle,
And I will kindle in them the light - let it shine forever.
There are candles lit, spreading the smell
Tart tobacco, tart tobacco.