Текст песни Наталья Могилевская - Она красиво прощалась с любовью
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В ночь, когда весь город спал,
А месяц на стекле
Узоры рисовал
Каплями дождя, каплями дождя…
Ей, ей было не до сна,
И в тишине одна
Сидела у окна,
Сидела у окна, сидела у окна...
Она красиво прощалась с любовью,
Она красиво прощалась с мечтой...
Она красиво прощалась с любовью,
Она красиво прощалась с мечтой...
В ночь, когда весь город спал,
А месяц на стекле
Узоры рисовал,
Она ушла, куда глаза глядят, куда глядят...
И под проливным дождем,
Забыла обо всем,
Лишь думала о нем,
Лишь думала о нем, лишь думала о нем…
А по утру дождь прошел…
Лишь только радуги шелк
Небо одел...
В тот же день,
В тот же миг, в тот же час
Она ушла от нас...
Она красиво прощалась с любовью,
Она красиво прощалась с мечтой,
Она красиво прощалась с любовью,
Она красиво прощалась с мечтой...
Он всю жизнь ее искал
Среди зверей и птиц
И в суматохе лиц
Ее он звал, ее он звал, ее он звал...
Ей забыть не удалось,
О чем шептал ей дождь,
Тот сумашедший дождь,
Тот сумашедший дождь...
Она красиво прощалась с любовью,
Она красиво прощалась с мечтой,
Она красиво прощалась с любовью,
Она красиво прощалась с мечтой...
On the night when the whole city was asleep,
A month on the glass
Painted Patterns
Rain drops, drops of rain ...
She, she was not up to sleep,
And in silence one
I was sitting by the window,
I was sitting by the window, sitting by the window ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...
On the night when the whole city was asleep,
A month on the glass
Patterns drew,
She left, where her eyes looked, where they were looking ...
And in the pouring rain,
I forgot everything,
I only thought of him,
I only thought of him, I only thought about him ...
And in the morning the rain passed ...
Only the Rainbow Silk
The sky is dressed ...
On the same day,
At the same moment, at the same hour
She left us ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream,
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...
He searched for her all her life
Among animals and birds
And in the turmoil of individuals
He called her, he called her, he called her ...
She could not forget,
What the rain whispered to her,
That crazy rain,
That crazy rain ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream,
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...
A month on the glass
Painted Patterns
Rain drops, drops of rain ...
She, she was not up to sleep,
And in silence one
I was sitting by the window,
I was sitting by the window, sitting by the window ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...
On the night when the whole city was asleep,
A month on the glass
Patterns drew,
She left, where her eyes looked, where they were looking ...
And in the pouring rain,
I forgot everything,
I only thought of him,
I only thought of him, I only thought about him ...
And in the morning the rain passed ...
Only the Rainbow Silk
The sky is dressed ...
On the same day,
At the same moment, at the same hour
She left us ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream,
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...
He searched for her all her life
Among animals and birds
And in the turmoil of individuals
He called her, he called her, he called her ...
She could not forget,
What the rain whispered to her,
That crazy rain,
That crazy rain ...
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream,
She beautifully parted with love,
She beautifully said goodbye to her dream ...