Sacred Haven of Debauchery

On the black and white threshold between "no" and "yes"
The star is not visible, and the water is dark.
And there is no answer, and there is no answer, but ahead is already dawn,
And there is no turning back, no looking back,
You will whisper: "Wait..."

Don't be afraid - I'm with you,
Open the window to the morning star.
Don't be afraid - I'm with you,
Calm your heart - I'm always with you.

Again, a drop of sunlight will fall from the blue circle of the sky,
And suddenly the moon, an old friend, will disappear.
Morning enters the house, barely, and this is more than words:
Night of promises, morning of farewells,
You will whisper: "Wait..."

Don't be afraid - I'm with you,
Open the window to the morning star.
Don't be afraid - I'm with you,
Calm your heart - I'm always with you...

Don't be afraid - I'm with you,
Open the window to the morning star.
Don't be afraid - I'm with you,
Calm your heart - I'm always with you.