Текст песни Александр Иванов - Твоя пронзительная нежность

Your piercing tenderness,
Your destructive passion,
As if the inevitability of death,
They have power over me.
And I'm just a slave docile,
Suffer excruciating pain,
As easily and naively
You commanded me again.

Carelessly thrown dress
Your heat more stores,
A crucifix hanging on the wall
And scarlet flame burns.
But in the dispute between the two contradictions
Sin sublime essence -
Your brilliant shoulders
Your divine breast.

And you breathe the moonlight,
What shone in the night air.
And the night was warmed by you,
And the birds singing outside the window
The fact that everything is precious in the world,
When they have power over him
Your piercing tenderness,
Your destructive passion.