Текст песни Вячеслав Ковалев - Парашют
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Люди, как разорванные снимки, ждут свои вторые половинки – стать хотят одним.
Думая о крове и о пище, люди все равно друг друга ищут, - так проходят дни.
Кто-то аутсайдер, кто-то лидер, главное, чтоб вовремя увидел блеск в чьих-то глазах.
В этой гонке встреча есть награда, если повезло, то и не надо жать на тормоза!
Резон в том, что кончается сезон,
И это следует учесть,
Что б не мешать любовь и честь.
И впредь менять не золото на медь,
А злости битое стекло
На откровенье и тепло.
Ты теперь мне как парашют. Падай,
Я всё равно тебя удержу рядом.
Мне не важно окруженье: чья-то кухня или дворец.
Всё вокруг предстанет в иной краске,
Серый город станет цветной сказкой,
И сольются эти ноты в музыку для наших сердец!
Холодна на вид, весьма игрива, на лицо изысканно красива, ложь - как манекен,
Если только правдой притворится, сразу как-то плохо ночью спится врозь – ты вдалеке.
Прости, и, если можешь, отпусти
Непонимания грехи, -
Они коварны и легки.
И пусть неразделённой будет грусть,
Незавершённою глава…
И только честными слова!
Ими надо бы дорожить в песне,
Даже если нам и не жить вместе…
Счастье вечным не бывает, но ещё не пройден маршрут.
Где никто ни разу пока не был,
Будем обнимать облака в небе.
Я лечу, и мне не страшно, - ты теперь мне как парашют.
В прошлом, может, что-то и бездарно, но сейчас мы очень благодарны всем, кто с нами был.
Стали обещания дороже; понимаем, что у нас, похоже, нет другой судьбы.
Резон в том, что кончается сезон,
И это следует учесть,
Чтоб не мешать любовь и честь.
И пусть неразделённой будет грусть,
Незавершённою глава…
И только честными слова!
Ты теперь мне как парашют. Падай,
Я всё равно тебя удержу рядом.
Мне не важно окруженье: чья-то кухня или дворец.
Всё вокруг предстанет в иной краске,
Серый город станет цветной сказкой,
И сольются эти ноты в музыку для наших сердец!
Ими надо бы дорожить в песне,
Даже если нам и не жить вместе…
Счастье вечным не бывает, но ещё не пройден маршрут.
Где никто ни разу пока не был,
Будем обнимать облака в небе.
Я лечу, и мне не страшно, - ты теперь мне как парашют.
Я всё равно тебя удержу…
People, like torn shots, are waiting for their second half - they want to become one.
Thinking about the shelter and food, people are still looking for each other - so days pass.
Someone is an outsider, someone is a leader, the main thing is to see the brilliance in someone's eyes on time.
In this race the meeting has a reward, if it's lucky, then do not press on the brakes!
Reason is that the season ends,
And this should be taken into account,
What would not interfere with love and honor.
And henceforth not to change gold to copper,
And the anger of broken glass
To revel and warm.
You are now like a parachute to me. Fall,
I'll keep you there anyway.
I do not care about the surroundings: someone's kitchen or palace.
Everything around will appear in a different color,
The gray city will become a colored fairy tale,
And these notes will merge into music for our hearts!
Cold in appearance, very playful, her face is exquisitely beautiful, a lie - like a mannequin,
If only he will pretend to be true, at once it is somehow bad at night sleeping apart - you are far away.
Forgive me, and if you can, let me go.
Misunderstandings of sin, -
They are cunning and easy.
And let the undivided will be sad,
An uncompleted chapter ...
And only honest words!
They should be cherished in the song,
Even if we do not live together ...
Happiness is not eternal, but the route has not yet been passed.
Where no one has ever been,
We will hug the clouds in the sky.
I'm flying, and I'm not scared, - now you like me as a parachute.
In the past, maybe, something is worthless, but now we are very grateful to everyone who was with us.
Promises become more expensive; we understand that we seem to have no other fate.
Reason is that the season ends,
And this should be taken into account,
So as not to interfere with love and honor.
And let the undivided will be sad,
An uncompleted chapter ...
And only honest words!
You are now like a parachute to me. Fall,
I'll keep you there anyway.
I do not care about the surroundings: someone's kitchen or palace.
Everything around will appear in a different color,
The gray city will become a colored fairy tale,
And these notes will merge into music for our hearts!
They should be cherished in the song,
Even if we do not live together ...
Happiness is not eternal, but the route has not yet been passed.
Where no one has ever been,
We will hug the clouds in the sky.
I'm flying, and I'm not scared, - now you like me as a parachute.
I will still hold you ...
Thinking about the shelter and food, people are still looking for each other - so days pass.
Someone is an outsider, someone is a leader, the main thing is to see the brilliance in someone's eyes on time.
In this race the meeting has a reward, if it's lucky, then do not press on the brakes!
Reason is that the season ends,
And this should be taken into account,
What would not interfere with love and honor.
And henceforth not to change gold to copper,
And the anger of broken glass
To revel and warm.
You are now like a parachute to me. Fall,
I'll keep you there anyway.
I do not care about the surroundings: someone's kitchen or palace.
Everything around will appear in a different color,
The gray city will become a colored fairy tale,
And these notes will merge into music for our hearts!
Cold in appearance, very playful, her face is exquisitely beautiful, a lie - like a mannequin,
If only he will pretend to be true, at once it is somehow bad at night sleeping apart - you are far away.
Forgive me, and if you can, let me go.
Misunderstandings of sin, -
They are cunning and easy.
And let the undivided will be sad,
An uncompleted chapter ...
And only honest words!
They should be cherished in the song,
Even if we do not live together ...
Happiness is not eternal, but the route has not yet been passed.
Where no one has ever been,
We will hug the clouds in the sky.
I'm flying, and I'm not scared, - now you like me as a parachute.
In the past, maybe, something is worthless, but now we are very grateful to everyone who was with us.
Promises become more expensive; we understand that we seem to have no other fate.
Reason is that the season ends,
And this should be taken into account,
So as not to interfere with love and honor.
And let the undivided will be sad,
An uncompleted chapter ...
And only honest words!
You are now like a parachute to me. Fall,
I'll keep you there anyway.
I do not care about the surroundings: someone's kitchen or palace.
Everything around will appear in a different color,
The gray city will become a colored fairy tale,
And these notes will merge into music for our hearts!
They should be cherished in the song,
Even if we do not live together ...
Happiness is not eternal, but the route has not yet been passed.
Where no one has ever been,
We will hug the clouds in the sky.
I'm flying, and I'm not scared, - now you like me as a parachute.
I will still hold you ...