Текст песни Т. Волкова, А. Талалакин - Не уходи

Almost a week throws degrees - our city wilted under this burden,
On soot sky and fog and thick mud on the roads ...
Tell me, is there no love, many times you do not - ALL expensive
But I'll take your pain
- I do not know about it ...!
Three days ago I had a dream: as the blood is full of trenches
And as the dawn dense wave on the ground resulted from the night ...
Now to feel your soul every step and every whisper ...
After the death in the rear, as in the battle,
asks the forehead: You have to live it you want?
Do you want to live? And I want ... But the city has wilted, losing strength,
And the wolf howls every dog ​​from crowding dog kennels ...
Do not go! Do not die! I even forgot how to cry:
Once those who cry - believe in the death,
and those who love - believe in miracles ...
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Do not go!
I without you ... (guess the skin cold) -
Whisper approached face to the plate with a thin gray sting
As soon as the singing voice, although used a little bit similar to yours:
Live, My God!
I know the pain ...
I screamed from her yesterday ...

T. Volkova