Текст песни Поэтесса Иринджан - Руки мои ласкают..

My hands caress delicate your hair vortex:
And I misunderstand: how the wind brought you.
Thoughts disappeared. Breeze fes our twilight
You did not believe anyone. I did you believe: how?

Large fishes swim in muddy water.
And the ocean of trust is inexhaustible. Where?
Where did the feelings attached? Who kept the hearth?
Sweet art - to love again. And How!