Текст песни Анне Вески - Поздние письма

So an old dream came true,
 Shard of Sweet Dreams
 Third time to me the postman
 I brought your letter.
 I was waiting for such a miracle
 Too many years old
 And again I will not open
 A thin envelope.
 Etc:
 Unnecessary letters
 Your late letters
 Like white leaves
 Leaves from a tree of love.
 Can't Be Alive
 Flying foliage.
 Already disturbed
 Late words.
 2:
 We will not bind our hearts again
 Torn thread.
 So good was love -
 Gave you forget.
 I will not hear today
 The cry of your soul
 You tell me these later letters
 Do not write anymore.
 Etc:

 Unnecessary letters
 Your late letters
 Like white leaves
 Leaves from a tree of love.
 Can't Be Alive
 Leafy foliage
 Already disturbed
 Late words.