Gott zur Ehr, dem nächsten zur Wehr
What if they gave a fire and nobody came.
Here is my translation of second video lyrics "Инь и Янь Не отпускай моей руки"
We were close but not here
We searched us somewhere far
As it turned out i always trodden in your footsteps
But never have seen your face
And i trodden in your footsteps too
I traveled the same roads
And i met you hardly not too late
And now i ask you only dont loose me ever
Hold my hand as if im thin straw
Dont loose me, save me, hold me
Hold my hand
Oneday all will come back
Hold my hand
Everything is flowing, everything has the end
Princesses and monsters fall asleep
Can`t see the face in the dark
I will never break up with you, i will be near forever
Here is "Ёлка Прованс"
There is a cozy street cafe with wicker furniture
And red wine Château from local bodegas
You may say its just my silly dreams
But it appears my plans are a little bit more cool
Because
Tomorrow at 7:20am i will be sitting in the plane in Borispol
And thinking about pilot
To he provides a good takeoff
And pretty soft landing
Somewhere in Paris
And from there already close by to en Provence
There is a purple horizon and purple Bardo in the wine glass
I just cant believe all this is already so close