Текст песни Любава Малышева - Была-любила

Was - loved, sailed - burned,
I forgot to miss myself.
Lay a shadow in the sand of the road,
Broke the links, broke his legs,
And you collect holy water -
The gold of your world is love.

Some papers, alone paintings.
Everything is also scary and looking in the back
Traces of departed, the verses of the coming.
I'm less and less, I am all the gloover,
And you collect holy water -
The gold of your world is love.

Four walls, four lights.
Pitch the last, imperceptible
And you collect holy water -
The gold of your world is love.