Cold you felt
Like a wooden doll went through his [bad word] 
But I found you ran away with you
Talked to you
Saved you too
Day by day
More veils disappeared
And turned to grey
Fell to ashes
Took away your fears
Smiles came back
No more tears

Leave behind dusty backyards [bad word] with [bad word] with me
For you and me
For heaven's sake

Blue Heart
Take away those lost and poors years' sorrows
Blue Heart
Face these joyful eyes of your tomorrow
Blue Heart [bad word] with me uphill where summits touch the sky
Blue Heart
Take away those lost and poors years' sorrows
Blue Heart
Face these joyful eyes of your tomorrow
Blue Heart
Fly with me and we will never say goodbye

Deep dark eyes
Taste [bad word] blood
You hypnotized
Made me risk all what seemed worth to me
Golden leaves
Got the key
From then on
Sand could feed
No rose will lose it's thorn
All the valleys
Of this unknown land
Will stay green
Take my hand

Leave behind dusty backyards [bad word] with [bad word] with me
For you and me
For heaven's sake

Blue Heart
Take away those lost and poors years' sorrows
Blue Heart
Face these joyful eyes of your tomorrow
Blue Heart [bad word] with me uphill where summits touch the sky
Blue Heart
Take away those lost and poors years' sorrows
Blue Heart
Face these joyful eyes of your tomorrow
Blue Heart
Fly with me and we will never say goodbye

[Written by Alexander Veljanov [bad word] by Ernst Horn & A.Veljanov]