Текст песни
I must confess,
it’s really so -
I feel for you,
I truly know.
No reason guides
this flight I’m on,
Just levitating,
carried along
Gently,
with a child’s pure sight,
I peer from behind
the digital veil's light.
Faith in miracles,
though pixels break,
Why have we wandered
so far away?
Beneath the whisper of my doubts,
My reason fades,
its heat runs out.
My heart seeks patte
s,
links, and ties,
It aches,
it strains,
it splits my mind.
I crave the impossible
more each day,
A daring whisper:
«Maybe it'll stay».
For ruthless doubts -
a feast of mind,
Pondering how
this might unwind.
Wild thrill surges,
can’t you see?
I read you like a book,
intently.
Each line I scan,
I try to hold
The tones that rise
like smoke
Beneath the whisper of my doubts,
My reason fades,
its heat runs out.
My heart seeks patte
s,
links, and ties,
It aches,
it strains,
it splits my mind.
We swap
real meetings for pictures,
Our talks for chat’s
fleeting scripts.
And deep inside,
it feels like errors,
That we “met” this way -
such a rift.
There are things
words cannot enfold,
That come in silence,
shy and cold.
Only when close,
they’re truly known -
Through eyes
and breath,
so softly shown.
Beneath the whisper of my doubts,
My reason fades,
its heat runs out.
My heart seeks patte
s,
links, and ties,
It aches,
it strains,
it splits my mind.
