Текст песни Силантьев Игорь - Нет,все еще не потеряно

There still is not lost,
Not faded in the sky, our star.
I do not care how much time,
To again, as before, love blossomed.

Maybe the most delicate strings of words
At a late hour, when you're alone,
Dostuchus fist their sinful
Up to the door lock in your heart.

Would then opened her wide open with a creak
And he gave to you all that there is for so
But I fell in love with the devil with an angelic face,
On a heavy heart smashed his fist.

Himself at his years of life had taken,
Go on and on, I take them.
Was free, and now like a slave and a slave,
Driven into the circuit at the light feeling in the legs.

But by the time all the metal prorzhaveet,
You will understand, finally, that was not right,
And then on your face pale and white
Gleams of angelic purity tear.