Текст песни Adam Kesher - Случайный знакомый

Here is my heart, an occasional acquaintance,
Touch it, it still beats,
Take it gradually, without bail,
Take it as long as possible.

A minute ago they did not know each other,
We learn more by the hour.
Day by day the soul is burning,
And wings prevented from talking.

Think of a name, have time to try
In the fast running of the white motorway,
We will sit and silently print ...
We do not know each other. And however, do not.

Here is my heart, an occasional acquaintance,
We are all alone, whatever one may say.
Take my thoughts, do not give bail,
Take it, then let it go.

Adam Kesher (Cyril Lushnikov)