Текст песни Любовь Успенская и Вячеслав Медяник - Я сам по-себе, ты сама по-себе...

As if on purpose
The snowstorm swirled
Gusty wind obstructs walking
Can't fix it anymore
What happened ...
You are on your own,
I'm on my own

We are both with you
Right in their own way.
And if we're right
That’s about fate.
Road to the left
The road to the right ...
I am on my own,
You are on your own
Road to the left
The road to the right ...
You are on your own,
You are on your own

For month-month
They will go in order.
Chamomile in July
Rains in September
And yet about the past
We will breathe furtively
You are on your own,
I'm on my own...
And yet about the past
We will breathe furtively
I am on my own
I'm on my own...