Kyla - Давай с тобой почаще говорить - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Let's talk to you more often?

Counting steps from exhalation to inhalation, when the roar outside subsides, when majestic Rome is silent, Moscow bashfully hides its neon, and the silence of cold Oslo envelops... Without thinking about what will happen after, I confessed to you that I was in love. I brought you words in handfuls and scattered them with laughter under your feet - Kyoto fell silent, Hamelin fell silent, and all that was left of me was verse.

Let's talk to you more often?

I am surrounded by oppressive silence, and it’s as if something is aching under my rib - with you, the emptiness inside has disappeared. Look, Amsterdam is about to fall silent, Copenhagen is dying in the captivity of silence, and I’m screaming about my feelings on paper, screaming after the departing trains. New York, Stavanger, St. Petersburg, Paris - I'm fed up with silent cities, the merciless hand has erased the past, I realized: you are what you create.

Let's talk to you more often?

You can whisper, and I will hear. You don’t seem to be a sign that you were sent from above, but there is a clear, precise rhythm of the heart, but a voice that broke the silence, everything that I can call priceless, you became Avicenna for the patient, I saw the cross - and I stepped towards it. Let the Norwegian blues now sound, I pour it into glasses, the last scream cut through the silence - and disappeared.

I'm not in love, don't think so. I love.

March 18, 2017