Текст песни Хиро Лис - И ваши руки на моих плечах

The text is read by Egina Victoria

Madness hates emptiness
And filled with delirium for salvation, -
Not believing in the premeditation of victory, -
I built bridges from the past

Long ago unwashed window
The dust of memory hides shadows
The familiar steps creaked
From afar ... yesterday ... a long time ago ..

Scraps of phrases ... a flowing candle ...
The forgotten taste of a drunk glass ...-
Here even the time to move is tired
Nobody slams the door in the heat of the moment.

Measured ... gradual ... lossless ...
And only delirium saves from madness,
Three dots ... three dashes ... three dots - buzzer
Pieces of the past ... Helpful receptionist

It helps me to go beyond the threshold.
I throw a resigned body into the night
Which is suddenly empty ...
Forgot where ... forgot why ... sometimes

It happens that there is nothing to be silent about ...
I run again in the hope of salvation ...
Armfuls of leaves are circling the autumn waltz
And your hands are on my shoulders.