Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Холодное Пламя.

My eyes sparking ,
Viewed on a blazing sunset,
Cold flame incinerated ,
Again, I am glad of the night .

Cool flame ,
Breathed my lungs ,
And hiding behind a black banner ,
My thin wrists .

Burning their way ,
All intersections and bridges ,
Flooded by the sea all the thresholds ,
And the days are too empty again .

My hands were lit ,
Cool flame ,
And our hands touched ,
You run away again , like all left .

I light up ,
Cold , bright flame ,
And the last corner of the sun seemed
My heart was on fire stone .