Текст песни Хиро Лис - И ваши руки на моих плечах

The text reads Egina Victoria

Madness does not tolerate emptiness
And being filled with salvation in delirium, -
Not believing in the premeditation of victory, -
I built bridges from the past

Once upon a time an unwashed window
Dust memory hides someone's shadows
Here the familiar steps creaked
From afar ... yesterday ... long ago ..

Scraps of phrases ... ghost candle ...
The forgotten taste of the filled glass ...-
Here, even the time to move is tired
No one will slam the door rashly.

Measured ... gradually ... without loss ...
And only delirium saves from madness,
Three dots ... three dashes ... three dots - buzzer
Scraps of the past ... Helpful receptionist

It helps me to go beyond the threshold.
I throw a resigned body into the night,
Which suddenly became empty ...
I forgot where ... I forgot why ... sometimes

It happens that there is nothing to be silent ...
I run again in the hope of saving ...
Bunch of leaves circling autumn waltz
And your hands on my shoulders.