Текст песни Женишбек Раимкулов - По раскаленным проводам

By hot wires,
By veins, mercury, blood ...
And we, like enemies,
We run again and again.

And where are the drops on the glass?
Teardrop Rain
Run in spite of pitch darkness
Where you and I are ...

Let the sweet taste of poison lips
With you We can not save
Crashed Cube Relations
There will be no more of our meeting

But somewhere in the glass
Rain messengers
Run through this darkness and darkness
Where you and I are ...

And we are almost enemies
For all the while - friends
Whisper "don't you lie" to each other
Here, just you and me ...

And crying drops on the glass
And again, sad rain ...
But I know out of spite
You're waiting for me again ...