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.)