Текст песни Рома Фандорин - Начнёмся

I’ll fix it, but not now,
All is lost, and we will begin again
I swear by my thickness of the left shoulder -
God sees us through this sun.

And his eyeland falls to the bottom
And gossip the most golemn weeks,
That I'm like a weak old man
Chained forever to your straightened bed.

What more do I need from you:
And dreams, and days, and years and sequels,
That nobody is actually waiting for me here,
I am not shy about these expressions.

That I wean others from myself,
How painful it is, but necessary
Like lines in a scrambled road bustle
I seem to have been baptized with yours.

How on this side such success found me
Among the sold-out and razor-cold dominance,
Goosebumps evening, the snow does not go down on my lips,
And it’s a pity that you have never seen all this.

Without you, how tiny, how marble,
Make promises as if to yourself:
I will follow you for any misery
I will follow you for any fate ...