Текст песни Марина Селиванова - Высочество

You treated me to you
He called you my highness.
I dedicate the poem, poems
Everything in them was my prophecy
You loved, but did not like me,
Were you just gentle with me
And sadly lit star
All the dreams were fairy tales.

Chorus: Highness, Highness
                    You called me
                     In your eyes
                      Crystal ice
                       In the eyes of your winter,
                       And I dreamed that for us
                        Are you burning sunset
                         Love this bitter
                          But it is sweet poison.

I light a wax candle
Her shadow on the wall my dancing
The flame is extinguished in a strong wind
your way of drawing a wisp of smoke
Melts slowly, there is no trace
From his cold wall
With cheeks suddenly dropped a tear
And disappeared into the deep river.