Текст песни Черемша - Она

In her hair, the sun hides the rays, weaving them into every strand,
Her tender hands that always ardently seek the soul to trust
You are able to give the whole universe for its happiness and peace
For her voice that rings like water: calmly, magically, easily.

Tell me why the soul could not suppress its doubts,
Is the magic flame of love burning behind a screen of bewitching eyes?

You tell her that eternity is ahead of you, but she laughs in response.
And the steppe winds raging in the chest, longing and no salvation

She is not yours, you do not blame yourself, and before you prostrate
Do you remember the dreams, how many beautiful invented faces are in them.

Tell me why the soul could not suppress its doubts,
Is the magic flame of love burning behind a screen of bewitching eyes?

She is beautiful, and with all is sweet, pure as river water
But the fact that fate brought you together does not mean brought together forever.
Doesn't mean forever.