My name is your loneliness

 
My name is your loneliness
My heart is a misty shiver
I don't believe in bad prophecies
And I don't look like an angel

I'm like time, merging into minutes
 and like a burden, I carry the hustle and bustle
my pulse is on the verge of a cold
my wings are cut by the dream of heights
 

I don't drink, but I'm still drunk
 I don't lie, but the void lies to me (Looks at the face)
among the truths, the truth remains
again, the hustle and bustle of the ….. days
 
my name will touch you with my palms
and we'll burn in the dance...( at night)
even if we're homeless again
we'll talk about love by candlelight
 
And the palms touch the warmth of the crystal
with the line of life.
I have so little, so much of you
whispered as he left, that he was not superfluous.

he smiled, embracing hope
and embracing a hundred paganisms, he woke up.
my name is made of raindrops...
dying, he was resurrected and smiled.

 
And.... the star smiled live
Again sister became faith outside falsehood
my name ….traces  on the hand.
only there I am the real one  (  truth  )

 
my name will touch you with my palms
and we'll burn in the dance...( at night)
even if we're homeless again
we'll talk about love by candlelight