Oblomov Wings Of The Silver Drake
Dim light, candle's burning
Thoughts are whirling through my mind
As I run away, I can't escape the flame, that burns deep within...
In your eyes – such madness, love and hate
Then the most trusted words
Where did you fly silver dragon, on your wings
Where did you fly?
My world collapsed down as your wings've been spread in the air
With no farewell, you just left
Whenever the stars were falling down
I was touching that shiny silver crown
Evil dream catcher brought me tranquil night
...then you made it wretched... and dreadful... and wretched...
Whenever the stars were falling down
I was holding that tiny silver crown
