(муз: М. Золотов; сл.: О. Таравков)

We lost it all - 
we must be jaded
from all the fears 
we kept inside.
Just stand and watch - 
how love is fading
beside.

I lost you there
inside ilusions
without a chance 
to get off light.
But I miss you 
in all confusions
and the time
 [bad word] 
to make things right, make things right, make things right.