Fairy-tale dream, I have a few days drowning in your eyes. Happy dream. Mirage which so quickly melted. Prompt me how to distinguish dream from reality, When two faces are merged into one person
Wind from the north of the mountains, bring me a dream. Where the two faces merge into one. One in reality, the second in a dream (and I among them) But if in a dream would be all happy, I will choose him.
I can not go back to the dark slopes. Not for anything. You are not there. there are only our views, Frozen in hundreds of mirrors and glass, Fly through the empty streets, where we no longer have.