Текст песни Мята - Ночные полеты

Shut up and sigh escaped from his lips -
He will tell you more than, say more.
Cry when no longer forces.
But you, who asked;
I asked what you want.

What if there is no hiding the pain.
From the sky snow and flew into the window happiness.
And now the night keeps your little secret
Breaking the plane the next ...

Chorus:
Come down on the palm of white snow,
That last is not pardoned.
Tell me as quickly as possible his cherished secret
What is all the time kept.
The air in the sky cold and sad planes.
What is so warm and beckon me these night flights?

Do trust your secrets or blizzard swept fiercely.
Revelation distant - others, learned in a way so inadvertently.
Available for him to be open to all, I,
I go wherever the heart sent!
From the moment of pain, feeling again, tell me the rules.

Chorus [x2]:
Come down on the palm of white snow,
That last is not pardoned.
Tell me as quickly as possible his cherished secret
What is all the time kept.
The air in the sky cold and sad planes.
What is so warm and beckon me these night flights?

These night flights.