Текст песни Елена Осипова - приближение к тайне

Gather me a bouquet of flowers will not break
From individual , foreign earliest dreams
You Gather me the notes of the soul oskolochkov
Step by step , with a turn - just take your time
Chorus:
It was just a dance in the figure parquet
Approaching the secret under the two beams of light
It was a breath of black-and- white silk
And the movement of the fabric of your hand concerned only
You find me by chance in the reflection of mirrors
As if we are alone and empty a crowded room
It can break off this slender thread
If you can laugh and cry but not talking
Chorus (2 times)