Verse 1

You bring me flowers, dreams in your hands

A quiet tenderness I barely understand

I burn beneath the words you never say

Then laugh and throw the little doubts away

Chorus

Припев мечты и слёзы

Цветы и грёзы тебе дарю

От тихой ласки и нежной сказки

Я вся горю, я вся горю

Verse 2

How much it hurts, these sacred sounds

They strike like sparks and shake the ground

But I have had enough of being torn

I cast the old excuses to the storm

Chorus

Припев мечты и слёзы