Юлия Кукина — Дикая мята

Love is our judge What will the verdict be? A broken heart or happiness? But beyond the veil of rain our fire still burns Which means it's still in our hands

I haven't believed in omens for a long time And I'll step into this river again I'll follow you to the edge of the earth Just love me

I believe you completely For even your lie is so sweet And the scent of wild mint from home Is between us again

Broken words Ran down my palm like a tear Everyone's had that in their life But still alive The love that brought us together It grew through like wild mint