Текст песни Февраль - Без претензий

You know, I do not pretend
On your eternal love,
Do not enchantment, nor conjure,
On the wind does not throw words.

I do not complicate life,
With me comfortable and easy.
I understand everything clearly,
I breathe freely, deeply.

Chorus:
 I can hear the rustle of fallen leaves
 Autumn seems tired
                Tangible winter hands
                In the glass on a cold frame
                And I smell spring mimosa
                Orchid, Dutch rose,
                How can I represent summer,
                He loved the taste of candy,
                Ripe berries and grapes,
                What is planted somewhere near ...
                We fancy there are limits ...
                How it really ?!

I do not believe in the curse, and the recognition,
Sometimes it is difficult to keep them.
The falsity feel at a distance,
When you try to lie.

You know, I do not pretend
On your eternal love.
You did not hold me
Go like - the door open.