Текст песни Никита Лучкин - Слишком тебя превознес я

Apparently I exalted you too much
In your impeccability, having assured so much.
Your tender look took seriously,
In vain knocked on the iron doors.

In my dreams you were at the top
And a smile illuminated my path.
With knocked out headlights, on erased tires
He rushed like a lighthouse, not seeing a pier.

Speaking from the cherished dreams,
Your silhouette saw at the foot.
And the eyes are not as injured as before,
And the sweet lips are filled with a lie.

In your thin fingers of the elegant,
My battered shower soul smoldered.
Document and trampling rather,
Focus and forget about it.