Milan Nalimov - Antosh (Remix)

A shadow flickered moonlight's glow
Your whisper dissolved into the haze
We stood on the edge of a foreign land
In the dark, where the stars whispered in silence
Love is a riddle, whispering in the quiet
A pattern woven from the mist
I follow the traces through the cold of winter
Everything fades into the gray haze
A note on the table is traced left behind
The wind carried away your secret
The tide washes away your footprints
I follow the traces through the cold of