Текст песни Есения - Танец

Dancing silently in silence we are in the hall
Two missing in themselves, spend time
And the Light of the Moon takes the right, interrupting patience.
On petals that with white roses, we go quiet
And lips, sweeter than wine, clamped strongly.
And in the jet of thin on the cheek of the pasta,
We dance crying in silence, and there is not a word ...