Текст песни Керимов - Cквозь этажи

dull light of your windows
I go again in the footsteps
everything is looking for your warmth
And I scream in heaven

in your thoughts silence
The pain went to our February
So could not tell you
What I dreamed about

As much as possible, burn
I will no longer watch
Through these mirrors
where we could not fly

broken hearts
How long did I wait
On glass ranks
from you from you

at the bottom of these floors
we are flying
Cropped into a thousand knives
Still three more

at the bottom of these floors
We are baris
Cropped into a thousand knives
no one will forgive us

every moment as for the first time
From your kisses tremble
I am ready to lose everything
what would you return your love

whole world in your eyes
Shopad lips and tremor in hand
So I could not write
BETTER B I did not know you

how fast can be enough
no more other ideas
Nobody can not compete
Everything from memory to erase

Thousand hands
My solo concert
too long was my way
To you, to you