Medlenno, medlenno tayut mgnoveniya, Ischezayet vremya dlya menya. V kazhdom dykhanii, V kazhdom dvizhenii magiya. Nepokornaya i neulovimaya, Tam l´yetsya muzyka tikhaya, tikhaya, Perelivami nepovtorimymi, Ona igrayet dlya tebya. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Tikhaya melodiya lyubvi drozhit. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Pereborom nezhnym dyshit. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Serebrom akkordov serdtse vorozhit, Na ustalykh strunakh dushi. Neuzheli ty ne slyshish´? Peresekayutsya, perepletayutsya Linii na grani dvukh mirov. Soprikasayutsya, osvobozhdayutsya Ot okov. Ya lyubov´ svoyu ne khochu spugnut´, Ne toropi menya, prosto so mnoyu bud´, Nezhnaya kak shelk muzyka moya, Ona igrayet dlya tebya. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Tikhaya melodiya lyubvi drozhit. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Pereborom nezhnym dyshit. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Serebrom akkordov serdtse vorozhit, Na ustalykh strunakh dushi. Neuzheli ty ne slyshish´? Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Tikhaya melodiya lyubvi drozhit. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Pereborom nezhnym dyshit. Na ustalykh strunakh dushi Serebrom akkordov serdtse vorozhit, Na ustalykh strunakh dushi. Neuzheli ty ne slyshish´?