Your fire

In the sands of my soul, a trace remained,
There, where a quiet moment breathed.
I waited for you, not knowing the count of years,
In the shadows of nights seeking a touch.
Your gaze burned the cool horizon,
And the heart trembled, forgetting about sleep.

Припев
Your fire blazes in every vein,
It is sweeter than wounds and deeper than emptiness.
I stand in this flame on the stage,
Where the spectator is eternity, and the reward is you.
Let this heat burn doubts to the ground.




You are the southern wind that crushed the petals,
My sweet captivity, not asking for mercy.
Hours flow like fast rivers,
And I need no other fate now.
Let me burn in the radiance of these eyes,
Leaving the cold of emptiness in the past.

Припев
Your fire blazes in every vein,
It is sweeter than wounds and deeper than emptiness.
I stand in this flame on the stage,
Where the spectator is eternity, and the reward is you.
Let this heat burn doubts to the ground.


The darkness will disappear.
Only the flame will remain.
Your fire...


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