Lyrics Алексей Костюшкин - Моя печаль

One of the clouds, not calculating the flight,
Hit the glass, leaving us
A big blot in the binding of frames,
Flattened lips, nose and forehead

Family coat of arms - nettle, shield and lion,
Kept a three-century sorrow
I looked at this wet seal
Not knowing what to say back to you

In not knowing what to answer her,
Born from different halves
Night entered our life without a key
Scaring the creak of old floorboards

Descending from the walls like a winged ship,
Sticking together like coins from a money changer,
She was pushing to hide in bed
Under the eternal protection of blankets

My sorrow is pierced
And a stone down, breaking in half,
Don't answer, don't answer
I know everything myself ... I know everything myself ...

Then there was thunder lagging behind
All bad weather. You pretend to be asleep
I watched his shadow gallop
Through barriers of colorful roofs

Like a cat escaping from my hands
In a hurry to get stuck in some pipe
So we was in a hurry to finish our circle
And in it lay the hearth and the cradle

But they failed - this evil tribute
For living you, breathing you in a dream,
To love you, for an unearthly "yes"
For all that was - it soon snowed

And food, with which to confuse God's gift
Criminally, cooled down on the stove
Big as a timpani's stomach
The kitchen hummed with a hundred flies and cases

My sorrow is pierced
And a stone down, breaking in half,
Don't answer, don't answer
I know everything myself ... I know everything myself ...
I know everything myself ...