EUGENY MANYAHIN - Flashlight English Version Psychedelic Trance

Heat. Heat.
The night is slowly dimming all the lights.
Snow leaves its pauses on the empty ground.
I'm hearing silence breathing deep inside.
Learning to live without another son.
Heat. Heat.
Through broken cracks,
Old memories collide.
The city's frozen,
Catching every cold.
But somewhere underneath the quiet sky,
There's still a light.
And I needed to hold.
Heat. Heat.