Я не могу оглянуться назад,
Я не знаю, что там меня ждет.
И листопад календарных страниц
Не закроет лицо, которое там...
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса.
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса...
И вечер стих, и ложится на лист,
И открыто окно, но закрыта душа.
А этот ветер не уронит стихов,
Я забросил любовь - откровенно, но факт...
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса.х
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса...
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса.
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса...
Я распахнул двери линий артерий,
Беспросветно тепло в моем теле.
Радужный мост стал меж явью и сном,
Его украла любовь на неделю...
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса.
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса...
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса.
Ты умерла вчера, без спроса...
I can't look back
I do not know what awaits me there.
And leafing calendar pages
Will not close the face that is there ...
You died yesterday, without asking.
You died yesterday, without asking ...
And the evening verse, and falls on the sheet,
And the window is open, but the soul is closed.
And this wind will not drop poems,
I abandoned love - frankly, but the fact ...
You died yesterday, without asking.
You died yesterday, without asking ...
You died yesterday, without asking.
You died yesterday, without asking ...
I opened the doors of the artery lines,
Hopelessly warm in my body.
Rainbow Bridge was between reality and sleep,
He was stolen by love for a week ...
You died yesterday, without asking.
You died yesterday, without asking ...
You died yesterday, without asking.
You died yesterday, without asking ...