The sun insults night birds
Take everything, leave me with trifles
Resin which you put on your face
Skin beneath you're hiding your face
But I hope you understand
That wasn't my mistake
My dreams are not fortress made of sand
They can do whatever they want
But I'm not leaving without applause
Chorus
I'm losing better than kissing
There is darkness hiding in that flash
The picture in your eye
I've already seen that fresco
Now some different roe
Boasts with this medallion
She's not the one you're dreaming of
But, come on - at least she's a lot like her
The horses who are pulling this carriage are tired
I'm silent, and when I need I'm changing my eye color
Oh, how they scream
I'm changing battleground
Everything in the name of rain, in the name of Napoleon
My complexion is becoming more like stone pit
Sometimes it is black,
Sometimes it is red