Текст песни Яков Самодуров - Твои руки

Road Noise separated us from you,
And again a strange city (for me).
I know you are waiting in the silence of the night
And talking to the moon is about me, about me.

Your hands, your lips,
Do not miss them apart.
The most tender and desirable
It became for me.

Your hands, your lips,
I will never forget.
The most important in the life of a secret
It became for me you are the most native.

How, tell me this day to live,
If you're so far away (from me).
Your image I see, as in a dream,
I dissolve in dreams about you, about you.

Your hands, your lips,
Do not miss them apart.
The most tender and desirable
It became for me.

Your hands, your lips,
I will never forget.
The most important in the life of a secret
It became for me you are the most native.

Your hands, your lips,
Do not miss them apart.
The most tender and desirable
It became for me.

Your hands, your lips,
I will never forget.
The most important in the life of a secret
It became for me you are the most native.