В. Таджибов - Серый Пепел
текст песни

Gray ash in my head
Yes, this autumn has passed for a long time
I could not forget about you
I could not quit this ash

And walking in empty longing
And walking in the spring with others
There are traces of the sand
And I feel the smell of smoke

Head hurts from him
Bitter taste, eyes watery
You burned everything, burned yourself
You did not be afraid of fire

And burned in the fire of dreams
My and our paper
I buy another flowers
There are traces of soot

I would also take the ashes with me
When the flame of fire cooled down
However, there may be someone else
You take it like sweet ...