Текст песни Е.Амирамов - Ты прости

I'm sorry I'm on my way
I won’t cross over to you again.
We desired too much
Losing everything on the go.
       From whom and what are we asking
       Wrong every time?
       Autumn will paint over anyway
       The emerald of your spring eyes.

I'm sorry, but somewhere nearby
The time of our days is melting
And more and more breathing poison
Lies of fading passions.
       Whoever leaves will not respond
       And under the creak of fate of the wheels
       Ashes of the past pour in
       On the night of your divine hair.

I'm sorry, but I did not believe
In the transience of being,
Who are you, who measured us
Every splash of your favorite day?
      Relieve the vulgar burden
      I will be free, drunk and stupid
      Time will drink very soon
      Paradise honey of your magic lips.

All the same in the dark of night
Any day is lost.
In life, everything is about by the way:
And love, and you and me.
      Do not be sad about what is passing,
      Not the first time to fly
      After all, we managed in the present
      We are the impossible to understand.