Above me – a glass cloche, whirling of the stars.
I know, nobody promised me, it will be easy.
Speak to me like a rain, and I will believe you.
For how many years can one, face to face with a mirror, to make a conversation?
Fear knocks on the window.
As if a current carried me thru a blind night,
above Mars is shining terribly lonely,
it’s going to be a winter of the century
Save me and let the life to run with us from the beginning,
let a flame start within us, as faithful as a dog!
Give me this life from the beginning like a promised land,
let not divide us, no, fire, nor water, nor night!
What is your sign,
what is my sign
and what awaits us along the road?
White, white dream,
white, white orchard,
with whom am I going to wake for good?
For whom a coat with a tear
for whom Grand Hotel,
for whom palms in the wind?
What is your sign,
what is my sign?
Will we meet – it’s a secret,
who knows it?
The mercury is down
and the cold wants to take me now.
For whom check and mate
for whom a guard does stand?
Who will keep me safe,
protect?
Save me and let the life to run with us from the beginning,
let a flame start within us, as faithful as a dog!
Give me this life from the beginning like a promised land,
let not divide us, no, fire, nor water, nor night!
What is your sign,
what is my sign
and what awaits us along the road?
White, white dream,
white, white orchard,
with whom am I going to wake for good?
For whom a coat with a tear
for whom Grand Hotel,
for whom palms in the wind?
What is your sign,
what is my sign?
Will we meet – it’s a secret,
who knows it?
Speak to me like a rain, and I will believe you.
For how many years can one, face to face with a mirror, to make a conversation?
Fear knocks on the window.