Я не знаю лучших времен Чем те, что...

I don't know better times
Than those now
I do not remember more beautiful sunset
Than the one in the eyes

And an orange sign of light
Among the gray ribbons of clouds
The sun breaks into the abyss
There is no secret darker than this

I do not see another world
Only the one running under your feet
There is no song more sonorous and rhythmic
Than a tune of heartbeat

Again and again air
Drives hearing canvases
And I remember other spaces
The same simple motive

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