Сергей Александровский - Two Tickets To Happiness

It's gotten so cold, so bitter and bleak
You warm yourself brandy coffee
January slush in my heart, so to speak
In your headphones, Van
Beethoven softly
You're angry at how the sky has gone gray
You mope and you pity your fate.
Me like an enemy come what may you grumble your love doesn't heat it's too late what if we take a running leap into
Summer dive like off a cliff into deep
Despite every trouble, every downer
Forget all the cold, all the wheat
Cherry and strawberry flavor
Frozen on tender lips, so true
The source of hope, the lifesaver, a love that washes my heart through
Oh, maybe
I'll become the wind, asleep in your hair, untamed undone
That very glow, that fire pin, inside your languid burning sun
Let's buy two tickets to happiness there, where the sun gently kisses the skin
Where music flows onto your wrist like a prayer
A heartbeat
From deep within
There where two limbs with a single pulse beating