Philip Kirkorov "Strings"<br /><br />Slowly, slowly melting moments <br />Disappears time for me <br />In every breath, every movement <br />Magic <br /><br />Defiant and elusive <br />It pours music quiet, quiet <br />Spillovers unique <br />She plays for you <br /><br />On weary soul strings <br />A quiet melody of love trembles <br />On weary soul strings <br />Inspection of gentle breathing <br /><br />On weary soul strings <br />Silversmithing chords heart tells fortunes <br />On weary soul strings <br />Can not you hear? <br /><br />Intersect, intertwine <br />The lines on the verge of two worlds <br />Touch, are exempt <br />From shackles <br /><br />I love her do not want to frighten <br />Do not rush me, just with me either <br />Soft as silk, my music <br />She plays for you
