The sweet silk of your hair

[Intro]
There's malt-hops in your lips,
The heat closed the summer,
A trail of frozen days and nights ,
Washed away canvases - you are not there.
[Chorus]
The sweet silk of your hair,
And lips like honey in flowers,
You are my dream and my question,
And the answer is in your eyes
[Verse]
There's malt-hops in your lips
Created a taste of dreams
Frozen days and nights collapse
All that remained were empty canvases
[Verse1]
With you, love is like a mirage,
Through the desert on a light,
They pass by the images of the march,
Time flickers in the sand.
[Chorus]
The sweet silk of your hair,
And lips like honey in flowers,
You are my dream and my question,
And the answer is in your eyes
[Verse2]
The flowers of the departed shadows are crying,
They left traces,
That eternal evening was an oasis,
Where did we meet dreams
[Verse3]
There's malt-hops in your lips
Created a taste of dreams
Frozen days and nights collapse
All that remained were empty canvases
[Chorus]
The sweet silk of your hair,
And lips like honey in flowers,
You are my dream and my question,
And the answer is in your eyes
[Verse5]
There's malt-hops in your lips,
We have created a taste of dreams in flowers,
The Garden of frozen days and nights collapse,
Only empty canvases remained.
[Bridge]
You're somewhere far away,
Like the light of the evening star
In memory of the spring heat
But dreams are like waves of emptiness