Текст песни Прохор Шаляпин - От боли я пою, люблю

Give the keys and raise an eyebrow from above.
All that I could, I gave you, love.
You took everything.
Well, if you please ...
And leave me at least pain!

Autumn sigh knocking on whiskey, and ahead:
Winter, winter, and pains in the chest from longing.
I want to be in time about love
Yes, not to say ...
No, not to say, but just to sing,
Sing...

Chorus:
I don’t expect anything in the whole world,
Love in sight at gunpoint!
At fate on the edge in a winter field
I stand and sing in pain!
From the pain I sing: I love ...

But this pain is like a secret sign in my fate.
Whatever I sing about is all about you.
At least once more in time,
Yes, not to say ...
No, not to say, but just to sing ...