Текст песни Марк Оффен - Сентиментальная

sentimental

I absorbed the lyrics and melody
Days away with dreams of spring,
When childhood was considered no longer in vogue, and
I wanted to grow up not in time.
It was in that century,
I thought that the friends - like stars in the sky ..
We're the forgotten songs of the witnesses,
And all of us less, and more tears.

And increasingly disturbing truth
In unison, these songs pounding in the chest,
That all errors have been unthinkable,
And that new toil ahead
That love only side by side with stupidity,
What dreams are competing in the distance,
If we added and wisdom -
More still sentimentality.

The passion we have those lovely little things
Grew into gigantic thoughts.
As tears streamed down her cheeks girlish
A boy in a low voice Basili
By ringing the string and the sound of the river,
Under symphony flutes all winds forest,
We breathed a magical twilight
Together with the smoke and fires warm spring.

But crumbled autumn leaves,
Obedience to earthly transience.
So we really do not look for salvation
The strange mind indefinitely.
What's with you, we have noted in my life? -
Only love ever da dreams seriously,
And the songs - we have them faithful witnesses,
But fewer and fewer of us, and more tears.