Текст песни элли на маковом поле - ведь не сумеют забрать руками нашу любовь

and let us rob our poor house
do not fail to take the hands of our love
You promised me that tomorrow we
with the arrival of the pale sun, we all as alive ..
I want to hold in their hands, when dreams come true
your hand and two hundred volts rastekutsya on fingers
and let the world-weary, empty titles, and ends
maybe we just sleep?
and let them blow up our fragile home
I read in his eyes: "let's stay in it"
no shudder, the two of us, there is no
when outside their world, eagerly explosion envelops
I want to hold in their hands, when dreams come true
your hand and two hundred volts rastekutsya on fingers
and let the world-weary, empty titles and ends
maybe we just sleep, but will be able to stay?