Текст песни Марко Поло - Александрия

In the side where we were not and are not,
Air is like honey.
A wonderful light pours from the bowl of heaven -
Either caresses, or burns.

In the side where we were not and are not,
Night is witchcraft.
Dance of lights on the city wall
A fatal window into the world of passion.

Chorus.
From the beginning, eternal and cruel,
Time flows sand.
What, tell me, did you anger
Is Alexandria my passion?

The side that won't go with you
We never
Eyes are watching, covered with a veil
Like northern ice.

Heartbound Pilgrim
In a chain of ruins -
In bitter dreams he sees a wonderful world,
Unharmed again as before.

Chorus.