Lyrics Romance - Marc Almond

Romance

My days are quickly disappearing
But the pain’s always the same
As if the roses are decaying
And the nightingales are dying
The love has kept my life in order
Feels so wasteful too
From your skin as soft as satin
From your skin soft as satin
Poisoned blood is running out of you
Poisoned blood is running out of you
If the reason I am living
Is because of a dream
Like blind children we’ll be climbing
Up the mountain to the sky
And there we’ll find the dreamland
Of the whitest clouds
We’ll be looking for dead roses
We’ll be looking for dead roses
Listen to dead nightingales
Odnoobraznye mel’kayut ()
Vsyo s toy zhe bol’yu dni moyi (,)
Kak budto rozy opadayut ()
I umirayut solovyi (.)
No i ona pechal’na tozhe (,)
Mne prikazavshaya lyubov' (,)
I pod yeyo atlasnoy kozhey ()
Bezhit otravlennaya krov' (.)