Сергей Овчинников - Незваный гость
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Sadness is my uninvited guest
He is along with autumn rain
Worries the strings of the soul,
Oh, he is in love with me.

The bridge is visible into the past
Behind him is a string of days
Full of light and lies, and
Victories over oneself and pitfalls.

In the rustle of leaves - notes of minor are heard
Behind the haze of sorrow - the glare of distant spring
Silence rings
The opponent of sleep
She laughs at me

CHORUS:
An uninvited guest came to my house again
Reminded of broken mirrors
He knows everything that he had to survive
About wounding words,
About fabulous places
About happiness in children's dreams
He remembers an uninvited guest

Laziness lurked in the corner
The fog is floating outside the window
Only the clock is also in a hurry
Oh, and does not heal wine.

Yesterday turned into ash
Today sadness is stinging with a needle
I'll go off the black strip
And tomorrow I will plunge with my head

In the rustle of leaves - notes of minor are heard
Behind the haze of sorrow - the glare of distant spring
Silence rings
The opponent of sleep
She laughs at me

CHORUS.

January 11, 2014

P.S. The path is not simple
You have to choose
Or live in good conscience
Or with fire near the abyss play