Текст песни
From the first collection of poems "In Your Name” (Russian: Во имя твоё).
In English (interpretation by Lord Muck and Leah Foden):
No one’s guilty, all is just
Nothing here to be hurt by.
While my body's made of dust,
feelings are of endless sky.
I love so sincerely,
letting you caprice.
Tell me, loving dearly,
why do things lose ease?
I ask very little for
my eternal love:
warm words to the pitiful,
nothing more above.
Bring me hope and gladness
as a selfless gift –
then you'll feel the warmness
that my love can give...
