What if this storm ends?
And I don't see you?
As you are now
Ever again
The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planet's last dance
Just for a minute
The silver forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow
Now it's found us
Like I have found you
I don't want to run
Just overwhelm me
What if this storm ends?
And leaves us nothing
Except a memory
A distant echo
I want pinned down
I want unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils
I want to see you
As you are now
Every single day
That I am living
Painted in flames
All peeling thunder
Be the lightning in me
That strike relentless
Что будет, если закончится гроза,
и я не увижу тебя такой,
какая ты сейчас,
больше никогда?
Совершенный нимб золотых волос
и молний
выделяет тебя в последнем танце планеты
Всего на минуту
серебрянное небо
освещает тебя, как звезду,
за которой я следую
Гроза настигла нас,
как я нашел тебя.
Я не хочу бежать,
овладей мной.
Что будет, если закончится гроза?
И не оставит нам ничего,
кроме воспоминания,
далекого эха.
Я хочу быть в ловушке
Я хочу беспокоиться,
трясти клетку за клеткой,
чтобы моя кровь кипела.
Я хочу видеть тебя такой,
какая ты сейчас,
Каждый день
в котором я живу.
Нарисована огнем,
Мечущая гром,
Будь молнией во мне,
бьющей безжалостно.
What if this storm ends?
And I don't see you?
As you are now
Ever again
The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planet's last dance
Just for a minute
The silver forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow
Now it's found us
Like I have found you
I don't want to run
Just overwhelm me
What if this storm ends?
And leaves us nothing
Except a memory
A distant echo
I want pinned down
I want unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils
I want to see you
As you are now
Every single day
That I am living
Painted in flames
All peeling thunder
Be the lightning in me
That strike relentless
What happens if the end of a thunderstorm ,
and I will not see you like this ,
what you are now,
more than ever ?
Perfect halo of golden hair
and lightning
distinguishes you in the last dance of the planets
Just for a moment
a silver sky
covers you as a star
I follow
Storm overtook us,
I found you .
I do not want to run,
Master a me.
What happens if the storm ends ?
And do not leave us anything
except memories
distant echo.
I want to be trapped
I want to worry
Shake the cell by cell ,
that my blood was boiling .
I want to see you like this ,
what you are now,
everyday
in which I live .
Drawn fire
Rushing thunder
Be the lightning in me ,
beating mercilessly .
