It Melted inadvertently
One shy spring of mine
You were there dancing
Laughed to all You were hiding the hell
And only when the slow winter comes
Filling the streets of cities with a fine tune
One person lit a candle in the lantern
This is the answer – When I return I’ll see your silhouette
I’ve painted the trees with Gold
I’ve opened my hair with the wind
I was crying thinking endlessly
I was thinking I was thinking I was thinking,
But in my soul In memory
I remained I remained I remained
And only when the slow winter comes
Filling the streets of cities with a fine tune
One person lit a candle in the lantern
This is the answer – When I return I’ll see your silhouette (3х)