Polsha - Ива
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Our pier is washed away by a salty wave,
He is completely alone there without us,
This is a secret between you and me,
It needs to be written and read between the lines.
Enchanted, dead your world,
It’s like a frightening dream from childhood:
Dandelions, evening, wormwood,
My death from the sting of two wasps.
It's like yellow brick is laid out
On the way to the Wizard of Oz,
And to the note with a declaration of love
Attached is a scorched Trinity Bridge.
To start this circle again,
Imagining what it's like for us here,
My hymns to the Goddess from the hands -
Better than Homer and Sappho.
I'm not a demon, I'm not Lancelot,
And I didn’t give you an oath,
In general, God knows who I am.
Your miscalculation and your bitter failure.
But to such a palette of shadows
You won't find a better person than me,
How many rains have you turned away -
But you won't understand, you won't understand.
Well why
You didn't look for me
Through the smoke from times past,
Through the thunder, through the willow cry,
Through the prison yard, across the place
Hanged in it?
I didn’t chase into impenetrable darkness,
Not noticing hail along the clearing,
To come back to you again
The one who, for the sake of your dreams, has already knocked back the poison.
Passing Novopushkinsky Square,
She was dying, and everything was for you.
Having sawed through the thunderous spinel,
To meet and call you to the garden again,
Where didn't you give me flowers?
Didn't try to hold me back
Didn't make me remember who you are
And you are death, bad news, it exists, it is here,
And she is alive.
She's alive.
She's alive.
She's alive.
Alive.I pick lilacs for her in the park
And I will get drunk from her words.
And I'll stay with her all day,
To just lie in your arms and watch,
How the leaves fall on your shoulders,
Imagine it as if it were a wedding crown.
I was the one who found you first
I beg you, tell me it's not over yet.
Sorry mom, I'm in love
And she's in my head.
It's difficult: she's not dead
Not alive, but you won't be satisfied with the answer.
And I am a crazy boy in delirium,
And the surf washes me away.
I swear I'm going to die right now
If you stop me from running after you
With the last remaining strength
Or just dream about it.
And this talent ruined me,
By allowing our pact to be so misunderstood.
I'm not a demon, I'm not Lancelot,
And I didn’t give you the oath.
Well, there was this fairy tale, so what?
Well, she was, well, she was
More precious than all the southern palaces
And the foreign currency account is in a plague!
I will send messengers with the executioners,
Well tell me why, why, why
You didn't look for me
Through the smoke from times past,
Through the thunder, through the willow cry,
Through the prison yard, across the place
Hanged in it?
I didn’t chase into impenetrable darkness,
Not noticing hail along the clearing,
To come back to you again
The one who, for the sake of your dreams, has already knocked back the poison.
Passing Novopushkinsky Square,
She was dying, and everything was for you.
Having sawed through the thunderous spinel,
To meet and call you to the garden again,
Where didn't you give me flowers?
Didn't try to hold me back
Didn't make me remember who you are
And you are death, bad news, it exists, it is here,
And she is alive.
She's alive.
She's alive.
She's alive.
Alive.
Alive.
Alive.
Alive.Turning on the light for the twilight,
I agree to respond to the look.
Only they will not be satisfied with the answer,
And you will not be satisfied with such a situation.
I'll cut the thunderous spinel,
To call you back to the garden,
None of those spirits, people,
Sorry, I won't give you up, I won't give you up.
I won't give it away.
I won't give it up.
I won't give it up, I won't give it up, I won't give it up.
I won't give it away.
I won't give it away.
I won't give it up, I won't give it up.