Maxim Krasnodar - Stars Stars are falling to your head, Stars are falling to your lips, Soul to soul, and hand, my hand, We are jumping from the cliff. We are flying like the wind, Here is only crazy dream, You whisper you love me in my ear, And now we are jumping from the cliff. Fly, we are mars on the moon, Moon, bloody league of our love, Mine, crazy mars on the moon, You, you my heart, you are my moon.