Текст песни Olivia - Прошепчу

I whisper the name of the inspiratory
And as you exhale - back it.
He is converged wedge
My light again? So what?

I plunged with a head
The depth of the soul of ice,
Having you as a favor,
But we do not hurry to merge.

We both do not need it,
I do not want to break their own world.
Not unlike what friendship
You can not help me captivated.

Reached for the iron will,
By the power of the Spirit and began to shoulder.
Loneliness proud ill
How could you save yourself?

Unlike those that were
Not the same as those that will come.
Kiss tasted the wormwood,
My lips are waiting for a response.

But you can not trespass,
For a burning fever.
Better to just dream about at night,
Staying in the spell.