Муза [Muza] [English translation]

She’s cold as ice, my Muse

For me, she mostly sings the blues 1

She beckons and calls skillfully

Her palms are of art’s the epitome.

She’s cold as ice, my Muse

For me, she mostly sings the blues

She beckons and calls skillfully

Her palms are of art’s the epitome.

Ordinary people during the day,

At night, the world conquered by love we’ll lay.

We will pour wine into rivers,

singleminded - we are dreamers. 2

When from the moon all that's left but a glimpse,

why don't you give me a call, if you please?

And as the sun sets, write to me, too,

Describe it all, there how are you?

And you are like a painting that came alive,

But, tell me - what artist has painted you?

I’m soulless black and white, while you seem

To color my life in the vivid bright scheme.

She’s cold as ice, my Muse

For me, she mostly sings the blues

She beckons and calls skillfully

Her palms are of art’s the epitome.

She’s cold as ice, my Muse

For me, she mostly sings the blues

She beckons and calls skillfully

Her palms are of art’s the epitome.

1. lit. She sings for me all the time about emotions 2. lit. Our dreams are about one thing

• Artist:ELMAN