Текст песни Вадим Самойлов - Это я

I look after myself, as I walk past the asleep
On the minor steps of the February octaves to the character of a bad day
To know which of us I am
It became clear who to listen to
Who celebrated their holidays secretly
From trail of longing
Who hailed the runaway angel
From the leap shore of a muddy string
It's me
It must be me
It's still me

I look after myself, after almost an old man and a cripple
Sailing like tormented ice somewhere in the promised spring
And everything seems to me
This time we said goodbye forever
Who taught that over time, warm
A pair of apple trees opened yesterday
On a cliff of a ravine and clouds
Form a one-time paradise
It's me
It must be me
It's still me

I litter on myself, turning around at the late doorstep
Before you step out of the last winter right into the millennial April
Ct i will now
Who threw me at the beginning of the road
Who forgot where Tuesday night
Who loved to be loved, but was
A simple silver for eternity
Exchanged for copper stars of fate
It's me
It must be me
It's still me