He Is Mine

(перевод\адаптация песни "Она моя" "Группа 888")

In this city — too many empty sheets.
We change our routes, kill the autopilot's beats.
I used to dream in black and white, the plot unclear —
But he appeared. And someone turned the light on here.
A neon light.

All logic erased, all maps misaligned.
In this kind of freedom, it's fine to lose my mind.
He is mine — breaking physics, breaking time's design.
He is mine — endless like the cosmos, and only mine.

We're in the epicenter. We catch the moment's thread.
He's my only happy end.
My fifth element.

We glide through the avenues like credits at the end of a film.
Everything before feels ghostly, small, and dim.
Between us — sparks. Between us — a thick, alive cord.
I don't know where he came from in my dream's record.
But life has shifted toward.

All logic erased, all maps misaligned.
In this kind of freedom, it's fine to lose my mind.
He is mine — breaking physics, breaking time's design.
He is mine — endless like the cosmos, and only mine.
We're in the epicenter. We catch the moment's thread.
He's my only happy end.

No drama.
No tears.
I'm your signal.
I'm sincere.
I'm sincere.

He is mine — breaking physics, breaking time's design.
He is mine — endless like the cosmos, and only mine.
We're in the epicenter. We catch the moment's thread.
He's my only