Текст песни Саша Теплая - Сквозь ладони как вода

Dear cunning boy, the prince of a lonely planet,
I know: you hear me ... I give my greetings.
You take my songs and letters all without an answer,
You know, we are getting faster ... the summer is over again.

This night stars in the sky so much,
I'm afraid not to find my planet ...
Where are you?..

Through the palms of the water, you run from me,
Frozen by you: too late - forever.
Through my palms, my tears fall right into heaven.
Silly ... so frivolous. It hurts ... it's too late.
Through the palms of the water, you run from me ...