Текст песни John Prohorov - Я не с тобой быть хотел

I wanted to be with you
And I will not,
And let me be with you
Often rude
But never for anything
Do not forget
Your cherry taste
Weathered lips.

I will not forget your gentle hands,
I was lost in your arms.
And that boredom,
Terrible bored
When there were no two of us.

When I fell asleep in frosts,
Dreaming to be near you.
But then it was
Too late,
We broke up,
Gone on peace.

Our souls crumbled
Dust
After many years
Without us".
All that in the past -
Passed boring fast
In the beauty of yours
Brown eyes.

And your hair
Summer freshness
I will never find.
With each time everything is less
And less
I love so gently grief.

Not to be with you
And I will not,
I remember only
Proximity to bodies
And love i'm yours
I will not forget.
I regret
What did you want.