In fact we not angels, live we on the ground
Rain have thawn as tear on glass
Our wings were dissolved, will depart on heavens
And, probably, have forgotten, that we do not [bad word] in miracles
On the sky we floated goodness knows where
Also we were dissolved, probably, in clouds
At night wings as if birds, will depart on heavens,
probably, something dreams us
Refrain:
Though I not an angel
But I wish to be with you
And you too not an angel
But all equally you will mine
But I do not know, how many I shall be in a way
I promise-promise to find
I promise-promise to find
I shall find you
In fact we not angels, live we on the ground
Rain have thawn as tear on glass
At night we, as in the sky of a star
On splinters in darkness
It can only tears
Refrain:
Though I not an angel
But I wish to be with you
And you too not an angel
But all equally you will mine
But I do not know, how many I shall be in a way
I promise-promise to find
I promise-promise to find
I shall find you.
Though I not an angel
But I wish to be with you
And you too not an angel
But all equally you will mine
But I do not know, how many I shall be in a way
I promise-promise to find
I promise-promise to find
I shall find you.