Dress

When we met in heaven  all shadows lay behind me
You keep the silence and I turn my back on you
Counting pine trees far behind the sea
A dress (в одно слово) on the snow, that I knew.

And I kiss this water
She believes that's a tie
Erasing dress-codes 
She dives in lies

When we fall in heaven we feel the pain from afar
I stand here like a fool, so silent you are,
And pine trees fade like smoky dreams.
But you won't give up your dress, I know
But you won't give up your dress, I know.
You don't wan-na give away, that's so.