I'm fading with sunset
I swing in rosy swing
Velvety petals touch my cheeks and I feel
Smooth caress
Claws of flowers enthral my soul
I'm fading with sunset
This rosy spell eclipse poet of heaven
Eventide has come, has come
I impore the eternity in my hollow shell
Would I see the dawn ever again
Who is this maid with wings
This velvety caress of roses
Can burn your frail wings
Peel me out from this spell
I'm fading with sunset
I recite heavenly poems
I'm fading with sunset
I swing in rosy swing
Velvety caress of roses
Я исчезаю с закатом,
Я качаюсь на розовых качелях.
Бархатные лепестки касаются моей щеки,
И я чувствую мягкую ласку.
Шипы цветов порабощают мою душу.
Я исчезаю с закатом,
Эти розовые чары скрывают певца небес.
Вечер наступил, наступил.
Я молю вечность в своей пустой раковине.
Увижу ли снова рассвет?
Кто эта дева с крыльями?
Эта бархатная ласка роз
Может сжечь твои хрупкие крылья.
Освободи меня от этих чар.
Я исчезаю с закатом,
Я читаю неземные стихи,
Я исчезаю с закатом,
Я качаюсь на розовых качелях.
Бархатная ласка роз.
I'm fading with sunset
I swing in rosy swing
Velvety petals touch my cheeks and I feel
Smooth caress
Claws of flowers enthral my soul
I'm fading with sunset
This rosy spell eclipse poet of heaven
Eventide has come, has come
I impore the eternity in my hollow shell
Would I see the dawn ever again
Who is this maid with wings
This velvety caress of roses
Can burn your frail wings
Peel me out from this spell
I'm fading with sunset
I recite heavenly poems
I'm fading with sunset
I swing in rosy swing
Velvety caress of roses
I disappear with the sunset
I swing on a pink swing.
Velvet petals touch my cheek
And I feel a soft caress.
Spikes of flowers enslave my soul.
I disappear with the sunset
These pink spells hide the singer of heaven.
The evening has come, come.
I pray for eternity in my empty sink.
Will I see the dawn again?
Who is this girl with wings?
This velvet weasel of roses
Can burn your fragile wings.
Free me from these charms.
I disappear with the sunset
I read unearthly poems
I disappear with the sunset
I swing on a pink swing.
Velvet weasel of roses.