Текст песни Анна Чатич - ніч хапала його за серце

the night grabbed his heart as fast as it could,
pierced like sharp arrows on the battlefield.
he was alone, somewhere he was alone.
the night breathed quietly in him. the house is like a surf.

he could plant a jasmine bush under her window,
say words that would make you feel at home.
he could only create warm happiness for someone -
only the city slept, and in the room as always no one.

/ Anna Chatic /