Текст песни TwistedMind - 4.Идеалы живут в наших мыслях

I drew you
In his thoughts do not dance myslemym
My eyes burn your light
And now the dried brush moistened with paint

These paintings are mediocre
They are not trying to understand all tchetny
There is only you and there's only true
Which implies she is bessmetrtna

Doors closed at your peaceful rest
His eyes well with tears wash
Relax, let the soul misalignment
This crossed out dreams and faces
These spots on the senses as the common cold
Strangled views killed Culture
Take a step to his own border
And feel free like a free bird

The doors are closed to me parted
I do not break thy peace peace
I recently wanted to catch this look
I do not see you for me it is poison

But all my drawings mediocre
They are not trying to understand all tchetny
There is only you and there's only true
Which implies she is immortal