Lucky

Руслан Арсененков
You are the piece of sun
That i was lucky to find
You shine against the dark
And wings grow up behind

You are the perfect one
Among the rocks and stones
Instead of big income
You'd ask my love and hope

You'd ask my sweetest words
Those i don't like to say
You'd ask not make it worse
And i will hate myself again

When your pain is high, mine either
But I'll lose in compare
I'm going to make it easier
Together we can bear.