Текст песни Sanetti - В моей руке

Again the evening again I sit alone
and probably will stay so in years
in silence rain knocks on the window
I tremble from your steps

This rain will press you to me
wind your hand in my hand

cigarette draw your silhouette
I remember it even passed many years
your voice in the dark sound like thunder
I tremble from your steps

This rain will press you to me
wind your hand in my hand