Текст песни Ева Павлова и гр. Джангл - На малиновом солнце

See, I have taken away your in the Garden
the inevitable light.
Where there is no turning back
I have satiated your dreams
pale nectar of the gods.
There's sadness will smile,
and we do not remember the word "sorry."

There, on the crimson sun will be warm,
My feathers explode the last fire.
I choke, melted
in your frantic fingers.

Pain bites his lips like honey.
Petals of our streets have become a broken ice.
My tears are clean.
Do not wake the birds.
The pearly sky -
Only the shadow of our people.

There, on the crimson sun will be warm,
My feathers explode the last fire.
April comes back wet,
and we will not be scared out there,
on a crimson sun will be warm,
My feathers explode the last fire.
I choke, melted
in your frantic fingers.

There, on the crimson sun will be warm,
My feathers explode the last fire.
Where we will cover a wave,
where we will not be hurt, there,
on a crimson sun will be warm,
My river explode the last rain.
I choke, melted
in your frantic fingers.