Romance

My days are quickly disappearing But the pain's always the same As if the roses are decaying And the nightingales are dying The love has kept my life in order Feels so wasteful too From your skin as soft as satin From your skin soft as satin Poisoned blood is running out of you Poisoned blood is running out of you If the reason I am living Is because of a dream Like blind children we'll be climbing Up the mountain to the sky And there we'll find the dreamland Of the whitest clouds We'll be looking for dead roses We'll be looking for dead roses Listen to dead nightingales Odnoobraznye mel'kayut (Однообразные мелькают) Vsyo s toy zhe bol'yu dni moyi (Все с той же болью дни мои,) Kak budto rozy opadayut (Как будто розы опадают) I umirayut solovyi (И умирают соловьи.) No i ona pechal'na tozhe (Но и она печальна тоже,) Mne prikazavshaya lyubov' (Мне приказавшая любовь,) I pod yeyo atlasnoy kozhey (И под ее атласной кожей) Bezhit otravlennaya krov' (Бежит отравленная кровь.)