Lyrics Левитанский Юрий - Попытка утешенья

All the same over the years, more and more,
I'm starting to feel a weird feeling
as if I were flipping through these pages again
as if I had already read this book once.
It begins to seem to me more and more often over the years -
and more and more decisively grows in me the conviction -
touch these sheets with yellowed hands
I certainly already had one time.
I tell you - listen, oh don't be sad
oh don’t grieve immensely about your loss -
for I remember
that somewhere on the fifth page
you still calm down and gain.
I tell you - you should not be so killed
oh wait, see, everything will work out -
for I remember
that somewhere in ten pages
you hum a certain motive cheerful.
I tell you - do not wring your hands,
although the sky seems to you today with a sheepskin -
for I remember
that somewhere on the hundredth page
you smile as if nothing had happened.
I tell you - I can vouch for this,
I tell you - I guarantee my head,
for verily I know all that shall happen
following that and following this chapter.
I tell myself - do not be sad
I console myself - do not cry, it will cost.
I repeat myself -
because it was all
was, happened, but nothing happened, passed.
I tell myself - they will be even better than the page,
there will be the harshest, there will be the last lines,
to grieve, to wring hands -
but this is just the page so-and-so.