Тай! [Tay!] [English translation]

Slowly, for sure is tango on the brink

It's hard to stand, I'm losing swoon

The death-stop, but want to melt

With current by blood, I'm flying.

I made from cardboard, trying to seek oblivion

But is your fire and heart is afraid.

The hands lose elasticity and form

All, stop....uncomfortably

(You must) Melt! Melt!

Kiss me only in whisper

Melt! Melt!

(You must) Fly up! From my shoulder to the clouds

Not symmetric, almost twins

Flexible dances with secret inside

Stop and taste me

I'm stainless and without fire.

• Artist:Linda
• Album:Почти близнецы (2005)