Milan Nalimov - My Living Motiv

The fire burns in my chest
And my pulse pounds in my temples
I forget all the other voices
All the strangers' whispers
You're my impulse, my heat
My thunderstorm, my flame
I wanna breathe you in to catch every moment
Never the same
You're the flame that burns away
All barriers and pain
In your eyes, all the passion, all the sorrow