Boiling Point - თარგმანი

Blood in my body had reached boiling point.

Lost, on scorching tar was tracing circle.

Breathing was painful, and my own tongue felt like a razor.

Trembling legs slowly were carrying me to a place where:

There is cold, but warmth still reigns - totally different.

Where the soul clings to the sky like sheep on a hillside.

And where my own tears, salty like Dead Sea,

clothe the glacier’s ridge with snowflakes.