Вика Цыганова - Сирень
текст песни

Something is sad for me today

The soul is sorrow-drooping

At night, the underworld dreamed

Yes, a pine board

Dreamed of nails, oak cross

Puddles, dirt, autumn day

You are with some new girl

And in her hands her lilac

And in her hands her lilac



Everything is as if in truth

Everything seems to be in reality

Cover, you said, correct

Put the cross on the grass

Not fright of a tear

On the face is someone else's shadow

Autumn - there would be cloves,

And in her hands her lilac

And in her hands her lilac



They’ve clogged the lid

They are lowered to nowhere

My soul is torn

Autumn, dirt, lilac, trouble

I scream, but there is no scream

What a whip, for rubbish

I see only a girl

And in her hands her lilac

And in her hands her lilac



I would wake up, pray

Look into the eyes of icons

I had a dream too much dream

Maybe it’s not a dream at all?

And then already awake

You told me: believe - don't believe

Like autumn, but Sonya

Lilac in the garden

Lilac in the garden

Lilac in the garden.