Dream - Дом-кролик - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You embrace me again in the embrace of your warm arms. And your thin fingers, always measuring the temperature of my body, draw lines along my back.

- You're hot and you smell like earth. I like your smell.

And when we fall asleep together, you bury your nose in my shoulder and bump into it several times, supposedly this will make it softer. And every time you make an excuse that this is a long-standing habit of yours, I put my finger to your lips and smile. I like it. It's so cute that I can't help but smile every time. And I adore your smile and sparkling eyes even more, and, by the way, the garlands that we both like on the window only enhance the shine of your greenish-brown eyes. I have never seen any light bulbs turned on in your room, only candles, garlands and a lamp that you call the “bunny house”. Indeed, a shadow falls on the ceiling in the form of a rabbit’s face, which winks at you, sleeping, from every breath of wind. When it’s cold, you wrap yourself in a sweater, pulling the sleeves so tight that they become longer over time and you can hide all of you in them down to your fingertips. You're from the north, but you're just as freezing as me, even though I'm a southerner. You don’t need to be asked to pour tea, you bring your favorite coffee. 2 mugs. You can drink it in liters, with milk or cream

- and 2 sugars, please.