Александр Иванов - Чайки
текст песни

Complete ball, candles went out
Like a shawl from heaven to shoulders,
The evening of leisurely sank.
On a deserted quarter
The traveler wandered and so tired
The soul kept up after him
And someday blinding
Pulling the loop tighter,
A thin string will break off
Over the parquet multi -colored
Smoke stood cigarette
In the aroma of tart wine
Guilt
mine for what was or will be
My longing lived alone in the middle of these walls
My sadness flew into the distance to meet people
My love in the crowd disappeared for good

CHORUS:
My heart beat in my soul stabbed
Crying heavenly relief did not bring
Tears of autumn washed off the past of the rocker
White Seagulls flew out from under the wheels

The pain of the wanderer responded
Fingers froze on the bow
Close the thought of a veil
Languid blues of empty bottles
The creak of played records
Will be distributed until the morning
From the sin of a random meeting
Life will save, but not heal
From an invisible wound silence
Broken wings are beating
On the parquet from the powerless
In the aroma of tart wine
Guilt
mine for what was or will be
My longing lived alone in the middle of these walls
My sadness flew into the distance to meet people
My love in the crowd disappeared for good