Текст песни италька бархатный - Огнями

The stars are heaven, silence enveloped
Shroud, the city froze when I saw you
And I was running, but I didn't see anyone around me
Behind you, you are my spring, you are my sorrow
You are my tear, as holy as images
On the icons I paint sleepy on the windowsills
My dream is on fire, in my Compton
No one else but you
Herbs are packets, but I have no time for that
Dirty ghetto, but I'm somewhere outside of it
My planet, but it's not certain
You are all this space, I can see right through it

Sun shine give us more
Yourself, where birch groves sparkle with lights
We were growing into the soil all the same dreaming
Still flying in dreams

Catch the wind with your hands so imperceptibly
Fly over horizons through planets