Тихая Комната - Сон
текст песни

With a dream, forgetting under the crowns of trees
I will dream of a dance of lights
I will follow them, discarding superstition
It is not customary to sing our songs here

Spiries of the forest in a round dance are circling
Together with them I do not need anything
The rhythms of long -forgotten songs woke up
And the heart became cheerful

Asking from the chest, bursting out
I will forget you, not even trying
Leaving no trace on the soul or on the skin
I will wake up and you will forget me

Too, too, too, too
Too, too, too, too