Вольsкий - Давай без памяти
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Let's not map out the path—
We'll take a leap of faith.
Just take a look,
And tell me: why don't I want to leave?
With fluttering eyes,
Helping me stay behind;
Hastily surmising—
Am I attacking in vain?

How much trust is there, huh?
She’s supposed to be measured, or so it seems...
Did we sweat for nothing? Does it matter?
I’m not sure, but how...
How does one build without the soot?
No one can say how to do it without the sorrow.
They’ll just label it a game themselves—
Am I the hero of this saga?
And is my path truly yours?

Waiting for the lack of skill...
Should I teach life lessons? Should I change things?
That’s all unlikely;
It’s easier to just give up and lose it all—
To act like a child,
Before even making it to bed.
Volsky—you’re a fool!
You couldn't even understand yourself—
Who to let inside,
Or when to cross your wrists in surrender...
You can never know beforehand.

How much time is left?
Now that you’ve become my weakness...
Should I dwell on the negatives? Or is it better to just spill it all out?
That’s how it seemed to me.
And you were apprehensive, too...
In the end, just a slight concession.
Volsky—did something break on your left side again?
Sunshine, how did you guess?

Lost my memory again?
Let's just keep walking straight ahead—
Since we’re heading the same way anyway...
But *are* we heading the same way?

Let's do this without the grime,
Without the treachery,
Let's not let it end in ruins—
We still have growing up to do, together.

Lost my memory again? Let's just keep walking straight ahead—since we’re heading the same way anyway.
Let's do this without the grime, without the treachery, let's not let it end in ruins.
Let's do this without the foolishness, let's be mindful—straightforward, unlike "them."
Let's do this without the spite, without the petty games—let's just steer it through to the end.

We entrusted one another
Into each other's care...
But are we truly sure
That we won't take two steps back,
Instead of moving confidently forward? We were lost,
Drifting along the shore—
Were our fears of pain all for naught?
Did we truly believe?

We seemed to stumble, to let it in—
Something in our chests, more than just a flirtation:
Wounds left by love, a mousetrap with its cheese,
A feast in the time of plague—we’ve worn deep paths.
And how am I to look at you now?
Wordlessly, with a blank slate?
Or should I place no bets on us, and silently set us free?

Free from the smoke of rose-colored lenses?
Just forget it all? A pity—that won't work.
A sip of grace...
From parties in the back seat,
To tears and embraces—
No makeup, no fancy dresses.
Who are you meant to be for me? And why, anyway?
Not knowing what lies behind that "heart" button—
We were lucky back then not to swipe right past each other.

So how much time do we have left?
Is this weakness a laughingstock, or something to envy?
It seemed like pure joy at first,
Quietly taking root while playing at flirtation.
In the end, did passion consume us?
Or did it flee and leave us ruined?
Or did it do us a favor—clearing the path to love?

Blank slate once more?
Let's just keep walking straight ahead—
Since we’re heading the same way...
But *are* we heading the same way?

Let's leave the soot behind.
Let's leave the treachery behind.
Let's not let this end in ruins—
We still have so much growing to do together.

Blank slate once more, just keep walking straight ahead—since we’re heading the same way.
Let's leave the soot behind, let's leave the treachery behind—let's not end in ruins.
Let's leave the foolishness behind, let's be mindful—let's do it right, unlike "them."
Let's leave the spite behind, let's leave the petty games behind—let's steer this straight and see it through.