Ìîæíî òèõî ïðèéòè ñêâîçü ìåðöàíüå ëóíû. Ìîæíî ñ äðîæüþ êîñíóòüñÿ òåëà íà ëîæå. Ìîæíî â ýòîé òèøè îò ...

Ìîæíî òèõî ïðèéòè ñêâîçü ìåðöàíüå ëóíû.
Ìîæíî ñ äðîæüþ êîñíóòüñÿ òåëà íà ëîæå.
Ìîæíî â ýòîé òèøè îò èçáûòêà ëþáâè.
Îêóíóòüñÿ â ñîáëàçí, ìèð ìóðàøåê è äðîæè.

Ìîæíî íåæíî ðàññâåò îïóñòèòü íà ëàäîíè.
Çàïëåñòè â âîëîñàõ áóêåò íåæíûõ ñëîâ.
È òåðÿòüñÿ â ðàññóäêå îò êàñàíèé ïî êîæå.
È îò ñ÷àñòüÿ ïðîïàñòü çà ïðåäåëîì ìèðîâ.

Ìîæíî ðÿäîì ñ òîáîé áåñêîíå÷íî âäûõàòü,
Íèêîòèíîâûé âîçäóõ, ïðîïèòàâøèéñÿ ñòðàñòüþ.
Ìîæíî â ãóáû òâîè ïðîíèêàòü, öåëîâàòü.
Çàâëàäåòü òâîåé ïëîòüþ â ñóìðà÷íîé âëàñòè.

Ìîæíî ñäåëàòü òåáå ñîëíå÷íûé çâåçäîïàä,
×òîáû çâåçäû ëîâèëà îò áîëè è ñ÷àñòüÿ.
Ìîæíî âðåìÿ â êîíñòàíòå ïî êðóãó âðàùàòü,
Íå ïîêèíóâ íè ðàçó ãðàíèöû êðîâàòè.

Ìîæíî áûòü Ñåðàôèìîì íàÿâó è âî ñíàõ.
Îõðàíÿòü òâîé ïîêîé ó ñåðäöà ïîðîãà.
Íèêîãî íèêîãäà â òâîé ìèðîê íå âïóñêàòü,
Áûòü òâîåþ âñåãî ëèøü íàâå÷íî, íàäîëãî.

Ìîæíî ïðîñòî ê òåáå íåçàìåòíî ïðèéòè.
È äûøàòü, è ëþáèòü, è õîòåòü æåëàííî.
Ìîæíî ïðîñòî ñîáîþ ñ òîáîþ áûòü,
Ëþáÿùåé, ïðåäàííîé è äîëãîæäàííîé...

I didn't know what's love till you came
All days were so boring, the same
It's so hard to find the real love
it's so hard to think when it's tough
but I believe it does exist
I believe that you are the one I don't want to go alone
You are the lighthouse to my heart Tell me what I need to start
I need to know what you think of
I close my eyes like it's a liftoff
and I believe the real love exists
I want to hear your voice, through the downtown noise
over and over again I want to be in your hands
I want to hear your voice, through the downtown noise
over and over again I want to be in your hands
I want to feel your breath I want to sing and dance
I want to multiply our nights I want you to turn off the lights
and I believe the real love exists