Текст песни Ева Павлова - Дуэль

And if I - your eyeless doll
wounded in the back you Dantes.
Again, I do not remember with whom woke up this morning
The rain on the entrances dueling dance
We drink these bullets, and we be afraid?

Ashes licking wounds
on my cheeks.
What is left to us?
Do you remember
my summer, thin, wet silk wind
It fell to the bottom ...

And if I step on your wings.
Losing fire on someone else's hands.
Every step I take, each wave - your name.
The rain on the entrances dueling dance
We drink these bullets, and we be afraid?

Ashes licking wounds
on my cheeks.
What is left to us?
Do you remember
my summer, thin, wet silk wind
It fell to the bottom ...

And if I - your eyeless doll
wounded in the back you Dantes.
Again, I do not remember with whom I wake up tomorrow morning,
The rain on the entrances dueling dance
We drink these bullets, and we right?

Ashes licking wounds
on my cheeks.
What is left to us?
You know, we have white birds,
Thin arrows, feathers quiet
It fell to the bottom ...

You know, we have white birds,
Thin arrows, feathers quiet
It fell to the bottom ...