Текст песни Евгений Дятлов - Ночные цветы

White , pale , delicate fragrances ,
Grez night flowers,
On the caress silent silver rays
Sends them to the moon from a height .
Power of magical force wonderfully
These flowers bloom ,
They are combined with the joy of heaven
Sinful Land of Enchantment .

It's difficult to breathe! This night intoxicated
Sultry languor full ,
Sweet breath of flowers napoёnnaya
Soul care about it .
Flowers whisper their silent speech ,
unknown waiting Secrets
Up before dawn with the moon inseparable
they bloom dreams.