Михаил Звездинский - Прощальное письмо
текст песни

Here you have a farewell letter
I'm not waiting for an unnecessary answer.
I put a point. It's a pity that I could not
Previously, write you about it.

Years ripen somewhere in us
Slowly, implicitly, stealing;
And then a certain hour comes
And brings a bitter retribution.

Autumn sheet picked up a breeze
Here is another line of the eyelids for a moment shortened
Here is another day flew by and is not at all
Cooked in a cooling fireplace

Then you swear or swear
Or stack of fluster with drafts
But do not turn over the past days
With white on blue clouds

And do not turn the former love
The one who ran out of the gate
So why see and blame
In this life, everything is irrevocably

Autumn sheet picked up a breeze
Here is another line of the eyelids for a moment shortened
Here is another day flew by and is not at all
Cooked in a cooling fireplace

Autumn sheet picked up a breeze
Here is another line of the eyelids for a moment shortened
Here is another day flew by and is not at all
Cooked in a cooling fireplace