Текст песни Диана Арбенина и Марина Швецова - Пусть нам повезет

Like on ice
with you:
Hand in hand
the thread is thin.
Like on ice
our
cloud souls.
You were looking for me.
Stalks
the beauty
between us.

May I be lucky.
May we be lucky.

I'm not jealous of you -
the doors are open.
And you leave,
hoarfrost hidden.
The color of the sky is stone
Tinted with yellow
ligature of a photo,
the contours are erased.
I would run to you,
bury your forehead in your shoulders
and pour words into the ground -
this is love.
This is love.
This is love.

Children of you
love,
they cannot be fooled,
a path is laid in them.
Petals-people
looking for the edge of heaven
but for us he is here.
Stalks
tenderness
between us.

May I be lucky.
May we be lucky.