Every bridge I crossed with you, collapsed after me, every breath of yours penetrated me... Scars are scattered across my skin, dedimented fingerprints... My heart is a compass that no longer knows its directionMy soul is bloody with my body... A scream rises to the sky from the wreckage of my dreamsAnd I... I'm still a time traveler looking for you...**My heart is like an ice floe sometimes. Sometimes it's an arid desert.
But; never a flower garden.**When you leave; My happiness flew on butterfly wingsThe nights were always dressed in black, time got drunk on a glass of wine, The sleep of love escaped from my eyes, my hands without tasting its warmth. When you leave; My eyes should hold blood, he should always hear the breath of black-haired women, Poems should cry for you, living should turn into night, my lips should rust, in the bosom of crazy nightsMy loneliness should keep me.
Every bridge I crossed with you, collapsed after me, every breath of yours penetrated me... Scars are scattered across my skin, dedimented fingerprints... My heart is a compass that no longer knows its directionMy soul is bloody with my body... A scream rises to the sky from the wreckage of my dreamsAnd I... I'm still a time traveler looking for you...**My heart is like an ice floe sometimes. Sometimes it's an arid desert.
But; never a flower garden.**When you leave; My happiness flew on butterfly wingsThe nights were always dressed in black, time got drunk on a glass of wine, The sleep of love escaped from my eyes, my hands without tasting its warmth. When you leave; My eyes should hold blood, he should always hear the breath of black-haired women, Poems should cry for you, living should turn into night, my lips should rust, in the bosom of crazy nightsMy loneliness should keep me.