Lyrics Психея - Холодное Железное Длинное
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Страшно вымолвить слово - никто не услышит меня.
Я не хочу, чтоб мой голос стал чужим для тебя.
Видишь капли на стенах, я хочу стать рекой,
Чтоб весной стаей льдин нарушать твой покой.
Нежным воздухом стать, чтоб окутать тебя.
Если хочешь тепла, я готов сжечь себя.
На любой вопрос есть только да или нет.
Даже если не хочешь, я знаю ответ.
Видишь капли на стенах, я хочу стать рекой,
Чтоб весной стаей льдин нарушать твой покой.
Нежным воздухом стать, чтоб окутать тебя.
Если хочешь тепла, я готов сжечь себя.
Раненых птиц иногда подбирают,
Но мало кто наблюдал, как они погибают.
Зато теперь я знаю, как жизнь меня оставляет.
Никто не ищет меня и не добивает.
В моих руках звезды, в моем горле песок.
Если б я был первым, то я бы, наверное, смог.
Видишь капли на стенах, я хотел стать рекой,
Хотел весной стаей льдин нарушать твой покой.
Нежным воздухом стать, чтоб окутать тебя.
Ты хотела тепла, я не смог сжечь себя.
It's scary to say a word - no one will hear me.
I don't want my voice to become a stranger to you.
See the drops on the walls, I want to be a river
To disturb your peace in spring with a flock of ice floes.
Become a gentle air to envelop you.
If you want warmth, I'm ready to burn myself.
There is only yes or no to any question.
Even if you don’t want to, I know the answer.
See the drops on the walls, I want to be a river
To disturb your peace in spring with a flock of ice floes.
Become a gentle air to envelop you.
If you want warmth, I'm ready to burn myself.
Wounded birds are sometimes picked up
But few people watched them die.
But now I know how life leaves me.
No one is looking for me or finishing me off.
There are stars in my hands, sand in my throat.
If I were the first, then I probably could.
See the drops on the walls, I wanted to be a river
I wanted to disturb your peace in the spring with a flock of ice floes.
Become a gentle air to envelop you.
You wanted warmth, I could not burn myself.
I don't want my voice to become a stranger to you.
See the drops on the walls, I want to be a river
To disturb your peace in spring with a flock of ice floes.
Become a gentle air to envelop you.
If you want warmth, I'm ready to burn myself.
There is only yes or no to any question.
Even if you don’t want to, I know the answer.
See the drops on the walls, I want to be a river
To disturb your peace in spring with a flock of ice floes.
Become a gentle air to envelop you.
If you want warmth, I'm ready to burn myself.
Wounded birds are sometimes picked up
But few people watched them die.
But now I know how life leaves me.
No one is looking for me or finishing me off.
There are stars in my hands, sand in my throat.
If I were the first, then I probably could.
See the drops on the walls, I wanted to be a river
I wanted to disturb your peace in the spring with a flock of ice floes.
Become a gentle air to envelop you.
You wanted warmth, I could not burn myself.