Текст песни Газманов Олег - Странник

Close my eyes, cold skin of hands,
Do not let me tell you about the pain of separation.
We in silence Begin to sow candles,
Two shadows in the folds of curtains woven into the night.

Chorus

And I like the wanderer,
For this life,
Astral spirit of the planets,
Which no longer exists.
And in the silence the ringing,
Our ring fragments,
Dreams of the present and the future is not.

A candle all sing, and the stars all burn.
Under the skin of your hands, your eyes are trembling.
But disappears shadow konchabtsya words.
And ruthless day I strikes female eyes.

Chorus

And I like the wanderer,
For this life,
Astral spirit of the planets,
Which no longer exists.
And in the silence the ringing,
Our ring fragments,
Dreams of the present and the future is not.